I wanted this to happen this Friday night so I set her up gradually during the week. I would bring it up as often as possible and she was getting real worked up thinking about a scene like that. She agreed that Friday would be good, but that she needed to be in the right mood for the big date.

I couldn’t wait for Friday and the week seemed to drag on but sure enough the big day arrived. I rushed home from work and got there before she did. I broke out a bottle of her favorite rum and poured her a large ‘stiff’ one as I knew stiff would be the order of the evening. She arrived home shortly and I could see the excitement in her eyes. I handed her the drink a told her to go take a shower and change into the outfit we’d picked out for this big night. It was not overly revealing, just a white frilly blouse that emphasized her no sag 36B breasts and button up black skirt that came to about 3 inches above her knees and gave a nice view of her legs that were not slim but well developed and the kind that you just knew you wanted to go where they led up to and they led up to a great ass. I loved nylons not pantyhose and she would wear her nylons and garter as it was so sexy on her but no panties and no bra.

When she finished showering and getting dressed she came down and I handed her another drink. I wanted her to be in just the right ‘take me, I’m easy mood’ before we left for the movie. God she looked fuckable and I was hard already. Janie stands about 5’3” and around 120# with reddish curly hair and a kind of wholesome look to her what you may describe as cute, not beautiful but real and at this time was 29 years.

We got to the parking lot behind the theatre with about 15 minutes to spare before show time. I took a few minutes to put my arms around her and give her a deep kiss and feel to get her started. When I slid her skirt up and slipped my hand onto to her pussy she was already wet and ready. I would have loved to take her right there and no doubt she was ready for it but wanted to save her for ‘show time.’

 

 

She said to me on the way in "You've got one hot chick on you hands now, mister. Do you think you can handle me, or are you going to need some help?" I told her that I was counting on some ‘help.’ Little did I know how much ‘help’ would be available and willing!

The movie had to be changing because there were a lot of men in the lobby, going to and from the men's room. There were no other women.

We made our way inside, her hand in mine. We had to work our way through a little cluster of men in the doorway, and she gamely smiled at them as we went inside. It was very dark, after coming in from the outside. We stood in the back until our eyes adjusted, and the Coming Attractions on the screen began to dimly light the interior.

I could see that some were already seated in various spots around the theatre but I noticed that none of the others we seen on the way in were in any hurry to sit down. We went about four rows down on the left and I led her to about half way down the isle by the wall and took our seats. As soon as we did the isle in front of us and behind us filled up with about six guys in each one. Also two men in about their mid 50’s sat down a couple of seats over from my wife on her right. I was on her left.

The main movie started and it was about this big boobed beauty who was I guess trying to settle her husbands gambling debt the only way she could. She was sucking and fucking for 4 collections guys and looked to be enjoying paying her debt. When one guy was taking her from behind as she was sucking another Janie reached over and took my hand and squeezed it hard so I could tell it was having the desired effect on her. I reached over a put my hand around her shoulder and began to work the top buttons on her blouse. She dropped her hand down to my lap and began to rub me through my pants. I had to squirm to adjust as my hard on was trying to get out because it needed more room. Without hesitation she started undoing my belt and undoing my pants and pulling my zipper down. I could tell the two guys beside us were watching closely and so was most everyone else. She whispered in my ear that she needed me touching her and was so turned on by these guys watching. I knew she was ready for it and so was I.

I undid the rest of the buttons on her blouse and slid my hand inside took her right breast in my hand a could immediately tell she was up as her nipple was standing straight out and so sensitive to my touch she pushed herself out to me and turned towards me and began to deep kiss me hard. By now nobody was watching the movie; just her! And I believe, hoping I was going to let them get a good look at the real thing. I wasn’t about to disappoint them.

The seats in this theatre had a surprising amount of room between the isles and fold up arms that you could move up and down yourself. I reached over and lifter the arm on her right up so she could spread herself out some. I never seen them move but now the two older men had moved just one seat away from Janie and the seats directly behind us were occupied as well now. I put my hand down and started to run it up the inside of her leg bring the skirt up with me. The two old boys beside us could now see that Janie was wearing the G-belt and nylons and it got an immediate rise out of them (their era). I could hear them whispering something but couldn’t make out what they were saying but knew they were now just twitching to see more and hopefully get a feel or more for themselves.

Janie was very accommodating for them. She lifted her bum and maneuvered so they would have an unobstructed view when the time came. But they weren’t the only ones who would have a great view. So would all the rest if they wanted. I now had her skirt up to the top of her thighs just below her pussy. I wanted this to be as exotic as I could for them so I moved my hands back up to her blouse. As I said I had it completely undone so I now ran my hands down from her neck to her breasts and spread the blouse open for all to see. They stood out proudly and Janie was now looking back at the two older gents and smiling at them as if to say “do you like?” For an answer the one closest to her looked over at me and spread his hand to say “can I touch?” I just nodded to him and he reached over with both hands and took her breasts in his hands and caressed her. Janie started to moan and I could tell he was doing a magnificent job as I could feel her tense up like she was going to cum. I felt her little shudder as she squeezed her legs together and new she had her first orgasm of the night. I slid my hands back down to her hips and spread her legs apart and pushed two fingers into a very hot, very wet, very open pussy. I pulled her skirt all the way up to her waist showing all of her now. As I did this her new friend slid her blouse down her arms and off. For all intent and purposes she was pretty much naked for all the boys now except for her G-belt and nylons with her skirt bunched around her middle and cocks came out from all over and in one quick glance I could see six 6 – 7 + inch hard cocks jerking and one monster about 8 ½ cut, thick one that belonged to her new friend. When Janie seen that I heard a sudden intake of breath and she quickly leaned over and took it in her hand. He reached over and put his hand on the back of her head and guided her mouth on to him. Everybody was watching her bob up and down on that beautiful cock of his and he just slid down in his seat and rocked his hips into her in rhythm to her sucking.

The other gent sitting beside his friend getting sucked got up and moved toward me. I knew what was coming so I moved over to make room for him. God I was so horney now I felt like I was going to cum in my pants without touching myself. Janie was busy sucking this monster cock and didn’t notice the other guy pass by her and take my spot. He had his good 7 ½ inch hard out and as Janie was bent over sucking his friend she left her pussy exposed for the taking. He kneeled up behind her and just pushed himself into her

and started fucking Janie from behind. She may have thought it was me but at that point I don’t think she cared. Now all the arms of the seats were folder up and Janie was almost laid out getting fucked while she sucked. The man she was sucking started pumping into her quick and I new he was starting to cum. He pumped at least four or five times into her mouth and I could see Janie trying to swallow it all down. When he was done he moved over to give his friend room to fuck her good. The guy fucking her pulled out and got Janie to turn over so he could do her missionary style. Seeing her nylon clad legs wrapped around this guy was my biggest turn on. Fuck this was sexy.  Of course that made her tits available again and hands were soon reaching over seats to get their feel. The older gent fucking her tightened up and started shooting his load deep into her. Janie was moaning and bucking trying to get all of him and I think this caused the man to cum in what must have been his biggest orgasm in years. He was exhausted when he pulled out. He turned and thanked me for letting him have my wife and moved back away. Janie now had cum in both ends and was still laying naked in front of another at least eight guys. She just asked “whose next?”

Before we left the theatre that night Janie fucked and sucked for 11 guys. The 11^th guy was the manager who threatened to call the cops on us if he didn’t get “his.” Actually as the whole place was full of men who all participated or at least watched it didn’t really bother or threaten me but I thought we’d maybe want to come back and wanted to be welcome and by now Janie had cum everywhere so I thought why not.  This guy was about 5’10” and like 280#. He took us back into his office and made Janie bend over his desk. He asked her if she had been fucked in the ass yet tonight? She said no, but that she didn’t do that. He said you will now.  I just stood back and let it happen as I knew she was ready for it anyway. She was so lubed up with cum that it didn’t take much before he had his 7” working its way up her shoot. When she got used to him in her she relaxed and started to hump back against him as he fucked her like that. He started to hammer her hard as her boobs were rocking up and down and her eyes were opening wider and wider. I decided to take advantage of her mouth so I climbed up on the desk and pointed my cock at her. She just opened up and took it and sucked me so good and hard and I was so close anyway and came in no time. The manager did too. He fired a load up into her anus that must have been a huge one as she took a long time getting over it but it wasn’t too long before she wanted more. I would like to take this opportunity to thank that man. 

It took Janie about a week or so to recover from that night, but, we still had more fantasies to fulfill!

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     Jenny and Brenda were both rather quiet girls, just a couple of years out of college  in their first real jobs.  I knew that they worked flexible hours at the same office and hoped one of them might be home at this time.

        

     When I rang the doorbell I heard movement inside and knew that I was in luck.  Jenny answered the door, and the sight of her almost knocked me off my feet.  She was wearing the smallest, tightest tank top I have ever seen, along with shorts cut off so high that I was sure her panties would show if she sat down.  She had her hair in a sexy little ponytail and she was barefoot, which I find very erotic.  I literally stood there gaping with my mouth hanging open.  Finally I found my voice.  “Hi, Jenny.”

   

     “Hi, Mr. Warren.  I’ve been meaning to call you.  C’mon in.”  She was smiling and I was pretty sure that she was amused at my reaction.  As we walked into the living room I couldn’t help noticing the lovely curve of her butt and felt a stirring in my pants.  Her perfume didn’t help, either; it was probably called “Spring Breeze” or something like that, but should have been called “Incitement to Rape.”   

   

     I was still having trouble getting thoughts to form into words.  “Uh, I was just over here doing some work and thought I’d check and see if you girls are going to be renewing your lease.”

  

     The smile disappeared.  “Well … I’m not sure.  We are having some problems right at the moment.” 

  

     “Anything I can help with?” I asked.  “You girls have been really good tenants and I’d like to keep you if I can.”

    

     “Well, I dunno, maybe we can at least talk about it.  We’d like to stay if we could.”

   

     I was pleased to see that the place was clean and neat as usual.  Jenny sat down and I sat across from her and got yet another shock.  Yes, the shorts were cut off so high that her crotch showed, but there were no panties underneath!  I was looking at a small strip of fabric that barely covered her slit and left the smoothly shaven lips in plain sight.  I could feel myself getting hard and hoped that she didn’t notice.

   

     “Well, you see, Mr. Warren, money is sorta tight for us right now.  Our company is having some financial troubles and they have cut back the hours that Brenda and I can work.  We’re working all we can, but it’s really not enough.  We’re barely getting by and the credit card bills are starting to mount up.  I think we might have to move to a cheaper place.”

   

     I was only about half listening.  My gaze was locked onto that lovely pussy right in front of me, except when it moved upwards a little and admired the beautiful titties displayed by her tank top.  Jenny is a rather small girl, about 5’ 2”, and her tits, while not large, are lovely half globes with large and prominent nipples.  By this time I was thoroughly hard and badly wanting to suck. 

   

     I yanked myself back to reality.  “I’m really sorry to hear that, Jenny.  Is there any chance that either of you might find a job with another company?”

    

     “Well, we are both looking, but not many companies are hiring right now, and so far we haven’t been able to find anything that would pay better than what we already have.”

   

     I sat there, mesmerized by her looks and not saying anything.  My mind was racing a mile a minute and I couldn’t get it away from those gorgeous tits and her sweet-looking pussy. 

   

     “Uh, Mr. Warren?  I don’t want to embarrass you, but it seems like you are staring at me.” 

   

     Oops, that brought me back to reality.  I dropped my head.  “I’m sorry, Jenny.  I apologize.  You are a very pretty girl and…well, in that outfit…you are totally stunning.”

  

  

     “Oh.”  She sat a moment and her face began to turn red.  “I sorta forgot what I’m wearing.  I have never had the nerve to wear this outside the apartment, but it makes me feel really sexy and I like to put it on in here sometimes.  If I pass a mirror, I look at myself and try to imagine what it would be like to be dressed this way in public.  Maybe sometime I’ll get up the nerve to wear it to a party.  And, well, it just feels extra naughty if I leave off the panties.  I didn’t know you were going to stop by.”    She had modestly moved her legs together, but the image of her cunt was already burned into my mind.

       

     “Well, I don’t want to embarrass you, either.  Certainly you can dress as you like in your own apartment.  Or not at all.”

   

     She dropped her head a little and grinned.  “Uh, sometimes I do wear nothing at all.  Then I really like to look at myself in the mirror.  Brenda makes fun of me for doing that.  Do you think this makes me look sexy, Mr. Warren?”

    

     “Oh, most definitely.  I have always thought you were pretty, but in that outfit you are incredibly beautiful.  I just couldn’t take my eyes off you.”

    

     “Yeah, I can see,” she said, smiling and looking at my crotch.  “That’s what this outfit is supposed to do, all right.  I wonder sometimes, though.  I don’t date much, not nearly as much as Brenda does.  But she’s not shy like I am.  She can get out and meet people.  Somehow I’m just not that way.”  Since the subject had been mentioned I took the liberty to rearrange my pants to be more comfortable.

   

     She paused and I saw a mischievous look come into her eyes.  “Would you like a really good look?”  She didn’t wait for me to answer, but jumped up and turned around very slowly, letting me savor every little detail of that lovely body in those revealing clothes.  She has the prettiest butt I have ever seen; the hips aren’t wide, but her butt  sticks out a long way in back, one of those that just begs you to take it into your two hands and massage the beautiful globes.  “Do you think this top makes my boobs look bigger?” she asked.

    

     “I don’t think your breasts need to be bigger, Jenny.  They are absolutely perfect for your build,” I told her as my dick became even harder.

   

     She smiled prettily at the compliment, looked down at her tits, paused as if debating a problem, then suddenly reached down and pulled off the tank top.  “What about now?   Still like them?”  Her smile was pure sunshine, wide and happy. 

    

     By that time the pre-cum was flowing freely and I was speechless again.  All I could do was whisper, “Wow.”  She just stood there, letting me admire those luscious orbs on her chest.  I was definitely breathing quickly, and when my eyes strayed back down to her shorts she caught me.  She stood for a long moment, pondering once again.   Obviously she made her decision, for she very slowly began to unfasten the shorts, finally letting them fall and kicking them away, and once again she turned around very slowly.

    

     She was far more beautiful than I could ever have guessed.  Not a single blemish marred that perfect body, not a mole or a scar or pimple or discoloration to be found.  I know my mouth was hanging open as I watched.  We were both quiet for a while, as she displayed her lovely body for my enjoyment. 

    

     Then she spoke.  “Mr. Warren, I need to apologize to you.  I shouldn’t have shown you my body like this.  I was sorta down this afternoon, worrying about my job and the money and maybe a little depressed and lonely, and when you looked at me like that and got hard I just had some naughty thoughts and wanted to take it a little further.  But it’s unfair to you,” she told me.  “I really didn’t consider what it would do to you.”  She paused for a moment.  “Would you like to touch me?”  She walked over in front of my chair.

    

     I looked up at her, smiling.  “Jenny, at this moment I want to do a lot more than just touch.  But it’s your choice and I’ll respect it.”  I leaned toward her and caressed her left titty, stroking it gently, lifting it a little, circling the large nipple that was still growing before my eyes.  As I did that I took the right nipple into my mouth and began to satisfy the sucking urge that it had triggered.  It was sweet and warm and I chewed gently, massaging it with my tongue.  She shuddered and stroked the titty herself, closing her eyes and biting her lip gently.  The scent of her body was intoxicating, a blend of scented soap, that lovely perfume, and warm, spicy girl-flesh.  I was getting out of control and knew it. 

   

     Meanwhile, my left hand was stroking her body, feeling her ultra-smooth skin and enjoying that wonderful flare that girls have from the waist to the hips, then fondling the gorgeous butt that I admired so much.  Predictably, though, it soon moved straight for her pussy.  The cunt area was shaved clean, with a neatly trimmed wedge of soft brown fur above it.  I caressed her pussy a minute or so, first with my open hand, then with the backs of my fingers.  I reached through and tickled the taint and pushed a finger just a tiny bit into her ass.  She jumped and inhaled sharply, but didn’t pull away.  Her breathing was becoming heavy, too, and her spicy female scent was almost narcotic.  She opened her legs wider to give me better access. 

    

     I moved back to her pussy and slid my finger up through the slit, and I could feel her anticipation as I neared her clit.  I didn’t touch it, though I felt her try to move it closer to my finger.  Instead I moved back down and gently inserted a finger into her vagina.  It was quite moist by this time and the finger slipped in easily, though the walls were very tight against it.  I moved it in and out a few times, lubricating it well and getting her cunt to relax a bit.  When I slipped it all the way in and started probing, I believe she knew that I was searching for the “G” spot, and she held very, very still in anticipation, even holding her breath. 

   

     Sometimes it’s difficult to find, but this time we were lucky.  Only a few seconds later she gasped several times and jumped, beginning to pant.  “Uh, Mr. Warren, I think we need to go to the bedroom.  Please.  Now.”  And she took my hand and led me there quickly.  I was surprised that she was so frantic, but later she told me that she had only had sex a couple of times and no guy had ever really given her sexual pleasure.  She had tasted a little today and wanted it all.    

      

     By the time we reached the bedroom she had regained a little composure.  She sat down onto the bed and stood me in front of her, loosening my pants and removing them very slowly, teasing herself and touching the bulge frequently.  She began playing with the bulge, feeling the shaft, reaching underneath to cup my balls, even sucking on the wide wet spot at the highest point and rubbing her cheek on it.  I felt her tremble and knew that she was feeling brand new sensations and luxuriating in them.  I was kneading those wonderful titties and feeling the nipples harden and extend, afraid I was going to cum and trying hard not to do that yet.

    

     Finally she slipped down my shorts and took my cock into both hands, massaging and licking it, blowing into the pee hole and wiggling her tongue in it.  I badly wanted to eat her pussy, but she was having fun and so was I, so I let her continue.  I kept thinking she might suck it, but for the longest time she just played.  She moved her fingers up and down, not really jacking me, just stroking.  She would put just the head into her mouth and wiggle her tongue around, licking my crown, sucking very gently, stroking and lifting my balls, then remove her mouth and slide my cock along her cheek.  Incredible for one so inexperienced. 

   

     This was exciting her, too.  The girl smell had become very strong and my cock was quivering,  I simply had to taste her pussy.  “Sweetheart, this is wonderful, but you smell great and I really want to taste you.  Please?”

      

     She left my dick reluctantly, giving the head another quick suck and kiss.  I almost came right then.  “Well, OK.  What do you want me to do?”

    

     “Just lie back right where you are and put your knees up.”  I was trembling as I lowered my face to her, the scent increasingly rich.  It has always amazed me how intensely exciting an aroused pussy smells.  Irresistible.  I wanted to tease her:  kiss and lick her upper thighs, gently touch my tongue to the outer lips, caress her legs and hips and tummy, kiss around her pussy, tickle her with my tongue, make her wait.  It was not to be.  I was so aroused that all I could do was to bury my face in her cunt and suck wildly.  No style at all.  I sucked and kissed her pussy, sliding my tongue up and down the slit, pushing it into her vagina as far as I could and tongue-fucking her, slurping up the juices that she was now producing in volume.  No, it was not artistic, but the way she was jumping against my face, she wasn’t inclined to be a critic.

    

     By the time I moved up to her clitty I had gathered my wits a bit and remembered to tease it some, touching my tongue all around it, flicking it very gently, trying to push her arousal as high as possible while enjoying that wonderful aroma.  Every time I touched her clit she jumped and inhaled sharply, and soon she was pushing it toward my mouth as hard as she could.  I took the cue and clamped my mouth over it, sucking hard and nipping it with my teeth. 

    

     A half minute or so of that pushed her over the edge.  “Yes.  Yes.  Yes,” she whispered over and over.  “Yessssss!” as she raised high and stayed there pushing.  I was so worked up that I was jacking myself, and as she reached that wonderful peak I let it go, too.  Probably I should have waited and let her suck me off; she would have done it, I’m sure.  But she was having such a good time that I just had to join her.  I’m glad I did it that way. 

     

     When she finally came back down to the bed I let her lie there a couple of minutes and kept my face where it was.  Truly I didn’t want to move it away from that precious flesh, and I just kept kissing it gently.  At last I slipped up to the bed and took her in my arms, laying her head on my chest and kissing her hair softly.  She put her arms around me and held me close, almost sobbing as she came back from the wonderful place where she had been. 

      

     Finally I did the one other thing I really, really wanted to do.  I turned her face up and kissed her, a soft, very long kiss, letting us share this moment to the ultimate.  When  she broke it she looked up at me.  “I don’t know what to say,” she told me.  “I don’t know why I did this, where it came from.  I feel so relaxed and happy.”

   

     “Sweetheart, I think you were just really down and needing somebody.  I happened to be the somebody, and I’m glad, too.  It was wonderful.  You are very beautiful and very sweet.”

   

     She laid her head back onto my chest and we just lay together naked and cuddled a while longer.  At last she raised her head again.  “Mr. Warren…”

      

     “Jenny,” I interrupted her, “I just finished eating you out and you did some pretty intimate things to me, too, if I remember correctly.  Maybe you should call me Rick.” 

  

     She smiled again, one of those beautiful sunny smiles.  “OK.  Rick, I’m still pretty turned on and I’d really like to do more.  Lots more.  Boy, would I!  But Brenda will be home soon and I don’t think I’m ready to share this with her.  Could we do it again sometime?”

    

     I still couldn’t believe that this lovely creature would want to indulge in such things with someone so much older, but I was not going to object.  “I’d love it.  You are very beautiful and sexy and I’d enjoy it very much.”  I hesitated a moment before the next thing, because I didn’t want it to come out the wrong way.  “And Jenny, about the lease.  You girls are good tenants and I want you to stay.  We can work out something to get you through this tough period, and I trust you to be fair with me.  OK?”

   

     She kissed me again, a sweet, light kiss.  “OK, Mr.… uh, Rick.  I’ll discuss it with Brenda and we’ll work it out.  Thanks.”

    

     We eventually agreed on a reduced rent that the girls would pay until the job situation cleared up, and then they were to pay me the back rent.  As it turned out, it was only 6 weeks or so until Brenda found another job that paid better than her old one, and Jenny was able to take most of the hours that Brenda had been working.  So the girls were solvent again.

   

     A few weeks later Jenny called me.  “Hi, Mr. Warren, it’s Jenny.”

    

     “Hi, Jenny, what’s up?”

    

     “Well, we have the back rent now and I was wondering if I could bring a check over to your house.”                         

     

     “Heck, Jenny, that’s not necessary.  You can just stick it in the mail.”

    

     “Well, uh, I’d really like to bring it by.”  Long silence.  “Uh, you see, well, I mean, I wanted to come by, anyway.”  Another long silence.  “Gosh, I’m sorta embarrassed.  You see, uh, I … was wondering … if maybe you would want to continue what happened over here.” 

       

     Oh my, that brought a rush of thoughts to my head and a rush of blood to a different area.  “Why Jenny, that would be wonderful.  I had sorta figured that you had decided against it.”

   

     “No, no, nothing like that.  I just wanted to wait til we were clear with everything else.  You know, so you could be sure I wasn’t just doing it ‘cause we didn’t have the whole rent payment.  I wouldn’t want you to think that.”

     

     “I wouldn’t have thought that, Jenny.  It was my suggestion.  When would you like to come over?”

     

     She giggled a little.  “Would this afternoon be OK?  I don’t have to work and Brenda does, so I wouldn’t have to explain why I was gone so long.”

     

     “Sure, see you then.”

   

     A jumble of thoughts raced through my mind.  I still couldn’t believe that a lovely young lady like her would want to make love with an older guy like me.  But she really seemed to want to, and who was I to argue?  I took a shower and straightened up the place a bit, and then waited like a teenager on his first date.

     

     When the doorbell rang I opened the door to a huge surprise.  Jenny was there with the check, all right, but she was dressed in the same outfit she was wearing that day at her apartment, and I could see that nothing was under it.  Again, I just stared, as my cock began to harden.

     

     “Hi Jenny.  Wow, I thought you said you could never wear that outfit in public.” 

           

      “Well, I didn’t think I could, but I felt so naughty and excited to be coming over here that I decided to be a little more naughty.”

     

     “Whew, you look just as fantastic in it this time.  Come on in.”

   

     She gave me the check and we sat down.  Finally I remembered my manners.  “Can I get you something to drink?”

   

     “No, thanks.  Uh, Mr. Warren …”

   

     “Rick.”

     

     “Rick.  We both know why I came over, and I’m a bit embarrassed, but very, very excited.  Please, can we go ahead?  I don’t need you to woo me or anything.  I want you to make love to me.”

     

     I stood up and walked over to her chair, holding out my hands to her.  In a couple of seconds I had my arms full of a warm, wonderful, sweet-smelling female bundle.  She pressed against my body and turned her face up to be kissed.  I was already just about as hard as I can get, and maybe more excited than she was.  As we kissed I felt her rubbing against my erection, stimulating herself to greater and greater heights.  Her breathing was already getting ragged, as was mine.  We kissed a long time, alternating the soft kind and the deep tongue-dueling kind, and when we broke we just looked at each other, breathless.

   

     “Wow,” she finally murmured.

     

     I stood back and looked at her, then asked softly, “Jenny?  Would you do it again?”

      

     She was puzzled for a moment, then understood and smiled.  She reached down and grasped her tank top, swiftly pulling it over her head.  “Well, how do you like them this time?” she laughed.

     

     “Ogod, Jenny, if anything they are prettier this time than last.  They’re the prettiest titties I ever saw.”  I knelt down, which put my mouth almost on a level with her tits, and began sucking the right one gently as I played with her left.  She closed her eyes and stood quietly, occasionally catching her breath or trembling gently.  Then I changed tits, giving each equal time.  She trembled more.  I moved back again and looked.

     

     She understood more quickly this time, and quickly undid the shorts and let them drop, turning slowly as she did last time to let me appreciate her whole perfect body.  It was just as perfect.  I moved my face close to her pussy and lightly slid a finger through her slit, feeling and smelling the warm wetness of a very aroused girl.  As I played at the entrance to her vagina she shuddered visibly and held her breath.  Finally she whispered, “Rick, I am so turned on.  I can’t stand it.  Please, can we go to the bedroom?”

     

     I stood, taking her into my arms and kissing her again, pressing my thoroughly inflamed erection against her.  As she reached down to touch it I took her hand and led her to the bedroom.  Undressing quickly, I laid her back on the bed and opened her legs.  Her gorgeous female treasure lay in front of me, already aroused and swollen and beckoning my tongue.  I leaned in and took a deep breath, savoring her exciting aroma, then began licking lightly all around her pubis. 

  

     “Rick, I don’t think you need to do that.  I’m ready,” she murmured.  But I thought she did need it.  I kissed all around her upper thighs and tummy, licking and blowing on her navel, then slowly, very slowly, worked my way back to the center of her arousal.  She was almost frantic, and the sheet under her was soaked with her juices.  I kissed her pussy lightly, licking the slit, then moved my tongue down to her vagina, slipping it in and wiggling.  God, she tasted nice, and I was again afraid I would cum too soon.  She was beginning to bounce and push her clit toward my mouth, and finally I allowed her to do so.  Her little button was no longer little, standing up and begging me to love it.  I put my mouth over it and sucked lightly, making it stand up even more, pushing it up and down, side to side with my tongue.  When I sucked hard and nipped lightly, she groaned loudly, and I could see her body muscles rippling in a hard orgasm.  I continued to suck and lick til she lay back again, panting, then slipped up beside her to hold and kiss her.  Ogod, a woman in orgasm, what a lovely sight!

      

     “Ready, honey?” I asked her.

   

     “Omigod, Rick, I was ready when I rang the doorbell.  You could have ripped off my clothes and had me right then.  But this is wonderful, too.  Please, I need you inside me, right now.”

     

     I reached for a condom and she stopped me.  “It’s OK; I use the pill.  Always hoping, I guess,” she giggled.

     

     I moved over her and positioned my cock at her doorway.  When I began to push, I could feel that she was very, very tight, but she was so aroused and slick that I was sliding in comfortably.  It had been a long time for me, and I was again amazed at how hot it is inside a woman.

     

     Almost halfway, she stopped me.  “Hold it just a moment, Rick.  It doesn’t hurt, but gimme just a little time to adjust.  Remember, I haven’t done this much.”  I waited til she nodded, then began sliding forward again.  As I reached the end I felt her relax, then begin to push against me.  I responded, finding her rhythm and leaning down to kiss her again.  She kept the kisses light, lots of tongue-play, but light.  Her arms and legs pulled me tightly against her. 

     

     Her rhythm was fairly slow, and I had the feeling that she was drawing this out as long as she could, savoring it with all of her senses.  After a while, though, her excitement took over and she picked up the pace, banging my body harder and harder.  I responded in kind, til I heard a constant litany of “uh, uh, uh.” 

     

     “Omigod, I think this is it, Rick.  Push hard, HARD!”  I did, and immediately felt her vaginal muscles grab my cock in a vise, milking it over and over as orgasm claimed her body.  I had wanted to cum for what seemed like hours and finally I let it happen, a glorious release, far more spurts than I knew I possessed, as we rode each other into bliss. 

     

     As it ended, she whispered, “Stay in me, Rick.  Please.  Just let me feel you there.  Kiss me.  Love me.”  I did, stroking her face and hair, kissing very lightly everywhere I could reach.  She looked so lovely and peaceful, and yes, satisfied. 

      

     We lay that way a long time, letting all our senses enjoy the moment.  After a while I felt a bit of firmness that I hadn’t expected.  She felt it, too.  “Rick?  Is that…?  Could we…?”  No question, this sweet, lovely girl was getting me hard again, much to my surprise, and I began to move inside her once more. 

     

     We didn’t do anything fancy this time, no attempt to control the pace or extend it.  This was just sex and we were moving toward our personal goals as hard as we could.  Our bodies slapped together happily.  She was still excited, and this time she reached her orgasm a minute or so before mine arrived.  It was a very satisfying explosion for each of us. 

       

     This time I rolled off soon after and lay beside her, holding her and stroking her face and body.  She was very quiet and thoughtful, and I didn’t want to disturb her.  Finally she turned to face me and asked quietly, “Rick?”  I turned to her, but didn’t say anything.  “This was wonderful, just what I hoped for, and I feel so good.  Uh, would you, maybe, be willing to do it again sometime?  Maybe not often, but sometime?  I think it was very good for me and I want to feel this way again.”

    

     Well, there could be only one answer, and I gave it to her.  That was last week and she hasn’t called yet, but I believe she will, sometime, and frankly, I can’t wait.                                    

               

i lifted muy body out of bed a care fully dropped the cum covered shorts in to the laundary basket,and put on a pair of baggy basketball shortsand a tee shirt, and proceded down the crridor and into the kitchen of our three bed roomed bungelow. let me tell you a bit about me and my family, im 18 and am currently taking a year out and im about to head of to austrail in two weeks time with some mates and stay there for a while, i live with my two sisters jodie who is 14 and coady who is 16 and my mum, susan. my dad had died four years earlier i a bike accident whilst attending the Isle of man tt, and my 6 year old boarder collie jess. well as i entered the kitchen a note was left on the table sayin that my mum and two sisters had gone to the world swimming champs in manchester and would not be back untill three days befour i leave for australia, my heart was suddenly filled with joy about being home alon for a week and a half, but then i realised that jess was still here and i turned around and there she was standing in front of me  wagging her tail, 

'what' i said 'what do you want' and then it happened a tingelling sensation began in my crotch. oh no not now  it hought to my self, as jess turn around and i for the first time looked and say her tiny vagina cuddled in with the hair,my haert raced and my skin began to become extra sensitiive, it sudden ly became to much as i lept forward and began to stroke her back and slowly moved my hand down to just above her crack, and the slid my finger across it . a shiver ran down my spine, another movement and my finger slid just between her lips, and then her tightness became apparent as i slowly pushed my finger deeper into her vaginal cannal, then she whimpered and I removed my finger quickly.

she moved forward and bent forward and licked her crack, my dick began to twitch in egerness, my heart  began to race, and my mind raced with both anticipation, fear and an overwelminging sickness that i was going to fuck my dog. but nothing was going to stop me now, my mnd was now being controled by my manhood.

i reached forward and pulled her bacwads towards me and moved her tail to one side, my right hand moved down and stripped my shorts awayand my left hand slowly began rubbing her pussy, and to my amazment her back legs began to move apart, this was the moment, and i grabbed a pot of vaseline of the table and lubed up myknob and  slowly pushed it into her my 9 inche knobb into her, and i stopped with only half of me inside her as she bagan to whimper once again, and i moved to almost totaly out then pushed once again deeper than before, the feeling was emense as i once agan plouged deep in to her pussy, my mind travled far from were i was,

then my tranquil sex was shattered as a fait ringging noise echoed throught the hall way my phone was ringging the sudden shock caused me to  quickly move my self out of jess and run to my phone;

this is my first story so tell us what you think

Ann was alone in the house with her 18 year old daughter Jill. Her husband, Steve, left on a business trip yesterday and wouldn't be back for a week. Jill bounded down the stairs and exclaimed. “Mom, did you see the snow? Isn't it beautiful? Don't worry, when it stops I will help you shovel the driveway.”

Ann thought how lovely her daughter looked. Jill had her mother's blue eyes and long blond hair. Ann was 5'7” with 36D breasts while Jill was 5'5” and had 32C breasts. They drank coffee and ate breakfast and peeked outside but it looked like a blizzard with no sign of letting up. They turned on the weather channel and were informed that 12” had already fallen and snowfall was expected to last for another 24 hours.

Meanwhile, 74 miles away at the state penitentiary the inmates were busy shoveling snow. There were three men who had been waiting for just such an opportunity to escape. They were: Nate Johnson a 30 year old black man who stood 6'2” and worked out regularly. Nate was incarcerated for three counts of murder and was serving a life term. Next there was Matt Brown, a 26 year old white man that stood 5'10”, had brown hair and brown eyes and wore thick glasses. Matt was serving 25 years for multiple counts of rape. Then there was Leon Thompson, Leon was serving 12 years for bank robbery. Leon was a black man only 20 years old, stood 5'9”, was slender and also kept fit.

Nate had stolen a cell-phone and called his girlfriend Linda and told her to steal a car and meet them outside the prison gate. Linda dealt and used drugs and was known on the street as a tough woman. Linda was black, stood 5'6”, she had perky 36D breasts, a big ass, but was otherwise slim. The 29 year old woman had a reputation as being bi-sexual but she really didn't like women. Actually, she detested other females but enjoyed dominating and humiliating them. Linda did not care to bring other women pleasure but demanded that they worship her body or she would beat them unmercifully; it gave her the same high as the drugs did and made her feel superior to her victims.

After receiving a call from Linda, the three men rushed a state worker in a snow plow. Matt hit him on the head with a shovel, pushed him off the plow, and drove through a fence. They parked the plow so that it blocked the exit and threw the keys away and dashed through the snow to the waiting car and skidded down the road. They laughed at how the bullets bounced off the snow plow. They stayed on the back roads but even though Linda was a good driver, the vision was terrible and the roads were treacherous. Nate said, “Thanks Linda baby, you did a good job with the car and guns. I was planning to get as far away as possible but with this weather we will have to find a place to lay-low for awhile.

A couple of hours later they spotted a house off the road and decided to hide there for awhile. The men stood off to the side while Linda rang the doorbell. Jill looked through the peep-hole and saw only Linda shivering on the doorstep and figured that she got stranded and opened the door. Suddenly the men barged through the door and pushed the startled girl back inside.

Nate took command immediately saying, “Alright bitches, identify yourselves and who else is in the house?

The girls were petrified with the guns pointed at them. Ann spoke up and stated, “My name is Ann and this is my daughter Jill and our neighbor Marcy who lives alone and decided to come over here and ride out the storm with us. Who are you? What do you want? Please don't hurt us, we will cooperate and we won't give you any trouble!”

Matt displayed a lecherous grin and drooled, “Oh yeah baby, you will cooperate much more than you know. By the time I get done with your ass, you will be begging me to let you come with us when we leave,”

The girls looked horrified, then Nate announced, “Not now, first we have to secure the house. Leon, unplug all the telephone cords and bring them to me. Linda, collect all of the cell phones and remember, none of these bitches are ever to be out of our sight. I don't care what they are doing, they are never to be left alone. Where is your husband bitch?”

“He... he is on a sales trip and won't be back for a week. He should call me tonight.”

“Good, I will tell you what to say and you better do what I tell you. Linda, go with the bitch and bring back some beer and booze. One more thing, if anyone tries anything or does not do as she is told, she will get beaten and tied to a chair. You can either comply and have a good time or be tortured and killed, the choice is yours.”

Nate turned the news on the television set and they were talking about the prison break and how the three men were dangerous. The news also announced that a state worker was beaten over the head with a shovel and was brutally murdered. Pictures of the dastardly three were displayed on the screen. Linda and Ann returned to the living room with whiskey and beer. The three white women were frightened to death and were in no position to resist whatever demands that were made of them.

Linda made sure everyone had a drink and announced, “Let the party begin! I will grab a slut and put on a show for you guys. I will degrade the bitch and you guys can join in on the action when I say so. Everybody get comfortable and watch me make one of these white sluts my bitch. I will teach her how to properly worship a superior black woman!” The dominating black woman made the three women stand before selecting Jill as her victim. Nate and Matt sat on the sofa with Ann and Leon escorted Marcy to a chair and the 24 year old woman with brown eyes sat on the chair and Leon sat on the floor at her feet. Leon thought about how attractive Marcy was. She was not thin like the other two but she was far from fat. Leon preferred a woman with a little meat on her and he loved her 38DD tits.

Nate sternly warned Ann not to try to interfere with Linda and her daughter and as much as she wanted to help her girl, she realized that there was nothing that she could do. Linda led the trembling girl to the center of the room and stripped the frightened girl naked. Then the black woman discarded her own clothes and roughly pinched Jill's nipples. Her long red fingernails traced the sparse blond pubic hair and lowered to her damp pussy. Two long black fingers were inserted into the pink love hole and Jill jumped. Linda observed, “You are all wet down there little girl! You like this don't you? Have you ever tasted another woman's juicy pussy before?”

“No...no never! Please don't make me do this.”

Linda drew the blond head to her breasts and demanded, “Suck my tits bitch and do it like you love it. Then I will give you the honor of eating my delicious black cunt. Do it!” The cowed white girl submissively lowered her lips to the black nipples and kissed and sucked. Much to her surprise, she found it pleasant and arousing. She continued nursing like a thirsty baby. Jill was pushed to her knees and she just stared at the smoldering pussy, the aroma was overwhelming, the clit grew before her blue-eyes and Jill marveled at the moisture dripping from the pussy lips like dew off of a Rose.

The authoritative woman demanded, “Don't just stare at it, you dumb bitch, worship my delicious black cunt with your mouth, kiss, lick, and suck it bitch!” Jill felt fear and desire at the same time. She tentatively moved her face closer to the woman's sex and stuck out her tongue and tasted the honey that dripped from the black pussy lips. Linda grabbed a fist full of blond hair and pulled the white girl's face to her worked up pussy. Jill was filled with carnal hunger and feverishly devoured the inflamed pussy. She gave no thought to her mother and the others that were intently watching her debasement. The only thing that mattered was the delectable pussy that she was consuming.

Linda was banging the girl's face furiously and reached orgasm shouting,”Yeah, you filthy fucking slut, gobble it all up, some cum leaked down to my ass, lick it all up or I will kick the shit out of you. Do it slut!” Jill obediently complied and wormed her tongue up the dirty hole and licked and sucked it dry.

Linda kicked the girl to the floor and told Nate to show her how good a black cock felt. Nate stuffed his 9” cock in her wet pussy and pumped hard, Jill winced and felt pain, but as her tight pussy stretched to accommodate the large cock the pain was replaced with pleasure; she wrapped her creamy legs around his firm buttocks and humped back and screamed out in passion. Linda decided to sit on her face and quiet the bitch down.

Ann was disgusted with herself for getting aroused while watching her daughter's violation. Matt ripped off her clothes and roughly pushed three fingers in her pussy. She was appalled by Matt and wished she could get away from this vile creature. When her pussy was soaking wet he stood up and dropped his trousers revealing the largest cock that she had ever seen. In her mind she was disgusted by this filthy animal but her pussy disagreed and twitched and tingled.

The throbbing red cock in her face was 12” long and extremely thick. The pungent smell was nauseating. Ann gagged as the bulbous head of his cock parted her red lips and forced it's way down her throat. Saliva dripped from her chin as she attempted to fit the monster in her mouth. Her pussy was getting wetter and craved to be filled with the big dick. She couldn't understand why her own body was betraying her.

The crude man withdrew his cock from her sucking mouth with a loud 'plop' sound and instructed the aroused housewife to insert it in her pussy. He hovered above her and she instinctively grabbed the thick hunk of meat, she stroked it and marveled at it's girth, she panicked when she could not encircle it with her small hands and felt ashamed when she noticed her wedding ring rubbing against the pulsating veins on his massive cock.

Tears filled her blue-eyes when he entered her and stretched her pussy wide open. It was painful but that was not why she was crying. Her tears fell because of the shame she felt for dishonoring her loving husband. Ann reasoned that it was not her fault but she was consumed with guilt and felt dirty and wicked for enjoying the feeling that this big dick was providing her. As if her slender frame had a mind of it's own, she trembled to orgasm and fucked back furiously. His dick was hitting places that were never touched before and filling her with sensations that she never knew existed.

Her heated response made him even hotter and she could feel his cock stiffen and become rock hard. An evil grim crossed his face and he said, “You like my big cock, don't you bitch? Tell me how much you love it, tell me you want it and let me know how it feels up your snatch.”

“Oh god, it feels so good, don't stop, keep fucking me with your big fat cock. I'm going to cum again. Please fuck meeeee, yessss, Oh, oh, oh, cum with me. Shoot your cum deep inside my pussy, oh yes, sooo goodddd!” Matt obliged her and filled her pussy with thick, creamy, and sticky cum! He kept his semi-hard cock inside her as they kissed passionately. She realized that his cock was bigger than her husband's even when it was not erect.

Leon lovingly kissed up Marcy's shapely legs, tugged down her slacks and kissed her stomach. He unclasped her lace bra and nursed on her huge boob's. Leon kissed her neck and whispered in her ear, “I have never forced myself on a woman before and am sorry but if I don't make love to you they will rape you. So please forgive me and I will try to be gentle.”

Marcy could sense his sincerity and answered, “I understand and do not blame you. Let's make the best of a bad situation.” Leon worked his way to her pussy and was thrilled to find her wet and ready. He ate her pussy with fervor and then undressed. Marcy was overcome with lust when she gazed at his 8” black dick. She reached down and fondled his manhood, her pussy oozed juices when she held his bulky cock in her hand.

Leon entered her and she immediately fucked back and moaned loudly. Her inflamed pussy could not get enough of his black cock, she shook to a rousing orgasm and told him that she loved him. He felt the same way and ejected his seed in her receptive love-hole.

The next two days were filled with lust crazed orgies. Steve made his nightly phone calls and Nate menacingly stared at Ann, she was intimated and didn't dare risk tipping him off. After she hung up the telephone, Linda announced, “I want mom to worship my pussy tonight and then Nate can fuck her good. Jill, get your ass over to Matt and suck and fuck your mom's new boyfriend's big cock. Ann felt jealous when her daughter walked over to Matt, knelled, and wrapped her lips around his huge cock.

She hated herself, there she was sitting next to this vile man watching her lovely daughter slobber all over his big fat cock and all she could feel was jealously! Her thoughts were interrupted when Linda stood in front of her, placed a foot on the cushion and ordered, “Eat my black cunt bitch and make sure that you do it good, just like your little girl does. Jill has become a fantastic cunt lapper and I hope she gave you some pointers. Now gobble it up slut or you won't get any more cock up your horny snatch.”

Ann inhaled the sensual scent of the inflamed pussy and put her tongue to the stiff clit and licked the button until it grew another inch, then she sucked it like it was a tiny dick. Ann inserted three fingers in the sloppy hole and vigorously finger-fucked the pussy as she sucked her clit. Linda soon reached an orgasm and Ann tasted the cum on her tongue. Ann did not like it but found it bearable.

Nate put Ann on her knees and entered her pussy from behind. The mother was facing her daughter and watched as Matt plowed his enormous cock into Jill's young pussy. She pushed back at Nate's cock while watching her lover fuck her girl. Ann yelled out in agony when the black man pulled his dick out of her pussy and jammed it up her ass-hole. Linda loved to see the mother humiliated and mocked her by saying, “That's it slut, take that black cock up your tight little ass. Your stinking cunt is too sloppy from fucking Matt's monster cock. Later your lover boy will fuck your ass so that it will be big and sloppy like your nasty cunt. He told me that you wanted to leave with us because you are hooked on his big cock; maybe I will let you come with us. When we need cash, we could always sell your ass and pick up some gas money. Also, you might come in handy cleaning out my cunt after Nate fills it with cum!”

Nate shot his load up Ann's ass and Matt exploded deep inside Jill's stretched cunt. Linda was busy watching the four of them and did not notice that Leon and Marcy were acting more like a happy couple than a captor and hostage. An evil idea crossed Linda's mind and she announced, “Alright guys, put the tramps on the floor and sit on the sofa with me. We will watch mother and daughter get down and nasty! Look at the whore bitches with their holes gaping and dripping cum. Ann, get between your daughter's legs and clean her pussy and ass with your slut mouth. Do it now or I will kick the shit out of both of you!”

Ann felt sick to her stomach at the thought of performing this obscene act on her daughter. She gazed at her daughter's pussy, it was stretched wide and oozing cum. Jill was on her back and her legs were spread as Linda directed. Ann was on her knees a few feet away but she didn't budge, she merely stared at her daughter. Linda kicked the mother to the floor and banged her face into the rug several times, then she pulled her by the hair to her daughters cum filled snatch, Linda demanded. “Lick her clean and do it now; if she don't cum on your face, you are fucking dead!” Her face was roughly shoved to her daughter's pussy.

Ann could smell her daughter's aroused pussy and Matt's cum, she knew that Linda was serious, so she began licking her girl's pussy. Her heart was breaking when she brought her daughter to climax. She felt more humiliated and degraded than she ever thought possible. Her pain was even greater when she reached orgasm on Jill's tongue. She wanted to die when mother and daughter were forced to lick each others ass holes.

The news flashed and said that the search for the fugitives was severely hampered by the blizzard but snowfall was expected to diminish overnight and clear up in the morning. 37” of snow had accumulated, making it the worst snow storm in thirty years. Ann was desperate, she had to find a way to escape. The girls were tied to the bed at night and were never left alone; they couldn't even talk without being overheard. Their clothes were kept from them, so even if they could get out, she wondered how they could survive out in a blizzard naked. She wondered where Nate kept the car keys that he confiscated.

Ann asked permission to go to the bathroom, the others were busy so Leon went with her. She was so embarrassed taking a pee in front of this young man but at least he was polite and never tried anything with her. Linda burst in the bathroom and handed her the cell phone and told Leon to listen to the conversation carefully and not to let Ann try anything. At the end of their talk, Ann asked Steve how his sister was, Leon raised his eyebrows but did not say a word. Ann knew that Leon was aware of her little game and gratefully handed him the telephone. She kissed him before they exited the bathroom and joined the others.

Steve hung up the phone, he knew that something terrible had happened. Steve did not have a sister; he suddenly thought about the escaped convicts and called the police. He was told that the storm had made that area unaccessible, the thick forest made it difficult for even the helicopters but that they would get to work on it as soon as possible. The worried husband called the airport and booked the next flight home.

The snow had stopped falling but it was windy and very cold. Steve cleared the snow and ice off his truck as best as he could and proceeded to a gas station. He filled up, cleared the rest of the snow, and had chains put on the tires. Steve navigated the treacherous roads and wished that he could go faster but knew that more speed would likely cause an accident, so he slowly inched his way home.

Back at the house, Nate announced that they would be leaving in the morning. Linda said, “Well gang, we have time for one last orgy, let's make it one to remember! Leon, you have been keeping Marcy all to yourself. Time for the bitch to taste my cunt and feel Matt's huge cock up her snatch; then Nate can pound her ass with his black dick. But don't feel bad baby, you can have a threesome with mother and daughter. Marcy, get the fuck over here now!”

Marcy tentatively moved toward the domineering black woman with fear in her heart. Leon wanted to stop the defiling of his new love but knew that one gun against three was not an option at this time. He vowed that the scum-bags would soon pay for their evil deeds. Marcy had tears in her eyes when she was forced to her knees to orally service the nasty black woman.

Steve could not drive any further and was forced to trudge the last two miles through the deep snow. His heart beat faster and he was excited when he could see the lights in his home. Steve approached the house cautiously and peered through the foggy window. Steve was shocked and outraged at what he was seeing. His wife and daughter were giving blow jobs and his neighbor was eating a black woman's pussy!

Steve was enraged, never before had he felt such anger. He moved to the rear of the house and entered through the back door. He was relieved to see his shotgun in the shed, it was under some blankets where he had hidden it. He grabbed some extra shells and stealthily approached the living room.

The irate husband stormed in the room pointing his gun and yelled. “Freeze! Nobody make a move or I will shoot.” Nate watched his eyes and observed his hands shaking and reached for his pistol but he had misjudged the husband's ability and was struck in the chest by the shotgun blast. Nate keeled over and crashed into the coffee table. Matt made a motion for his gun but was told not to try it. Linda took advantage of Steve's attention on Matt and quickly got off two shots, striking Steve in the shoulder with both bullets. Matt rushed him and took away Steve's gun and struck him on the head. Steve was rendered unconscious and collapsed to the floor in a heap.

Leon had his arms around Marcy in a protective manner. Ann and Jill rushed to Steve and attempted to revive him. As Steve was coming around, Matt exclaimed, “Time for this son of a bitch to die!”

Linda said, “No not yet, I want the mother fucker to suffer first for what he did to Nate. Grab some rope and tie his hands and fuck his wife and daughter right in front of him. I want him to see how much they love your big cock before he dies!”

Tears ran down Steve's face when Matt made his wife and daughter suck his cock to get him hard again. When Matt shoved his monster cock into Ann's pussy, Leon grabbed the gun from the unsuspecting Linda and knocked her out with a thundering right hand to the face. Blood spurted from her nose as she fell to the floor unconscious. Matt looked back just in time to see the butt of the shotgun descending on his head. Leon untied Steve and bound Matt and Linda.

Jill had retrieved her mother's cell phone from Linda's purse and called the police only to discover that they were already on the way. Twenty minutes later they heard the police outside and opened the door. When the cops recognizedly Leon as one of the escaped convicts, they pointed their guns at him. The guns were lowered when everyone told how Leon had helped them and was responsible for saving their lives.

The next day Ann and her daughter were in Steve's hospital room and were relived to learn that he would be released in a few days and a full recovery was expected. They were asked by the nurse to let Steve get some sleep and went out for a bite to eat. Ann was disturbed when her daughter asked, “Do you want to visit Matt while we are in the hospital? Do you love him more than daddy and would you really have gone off with him?”

“What the hell are you talking about? I never want to see that bastard again. I never intended to go anywhere with that vile man but I couldn't say that in front of him unless I had a death wish. I love your father and only him.”

“You sure fooled me, it was plain to see how much pleasure he gave you and how much you adored his big dick.”

“He is the only man, other than your father, that I have ever been with. I will never cheat on your father, I love him very much. Yes his big dick did turn me on but I have no feelings for him whatsoever, except contempt. My body betrayed me and I did experience lust but I will chose love over lust any time that I have a choice. I would not trade one-hundred of him for your father. Do you understand?”

“Well, I think so but I have never been in love so I am not sure.”

“Oh baby, please wait until you fall for a good man and don't get involved with the likes of that scum. Promise me that you will give love a chance. Don't sell yourself short and throw away your life.”

“OK mom, but it was thrilling.” Ann just gave her daughter a look of disapproval and dropped the subject. They finished eating and went back to see Steve but he was still sleeping. Mom and daughter decided to go home and get some sleep themselves and return in the morning.

Ann and Jill were drinking their morning coffee when Marcy came by and joined them. Marcy exclaimed, “I went to the prison yesterday and saw Leon. His lawyer would like you to all fill out statements attesting to his bravery and good deeds. We are hoping it will help when he comes up for parole. Please help him!”

Ann answered, “Certainly, he did more than good deeds, he saved our lives and we will gladly do anything we can to help him. Please give him our regards and tell him that we will visit him when Steve recovers.”

“Oh, thank you, I knew I could count on you. Leon will be pleased to know that you care. By the way, when are you going to plow your drive way?”

Ann chuckled and said, “It's too damn deep and there are so many things more important to do right now. Maybe it will get warmer and just melt away.”

A couple of weeks passed and Steve was recovering nicely. Leon and his attorney were optimistic about him getting out on parole. Matt was released from the hospital and sent back to prison. Linda was in jail awaiting trial but Nate never recovered and passed away in the hospital.

Ann was in bed with her husband and was grateful to be with him again, but she could not get to sleep. She was worried about Jill; the mother noticed that Jill was staring at the crotches of the men and had lust in her eyes. Deep inside she knew that her daughter would never be the same. Then there was the matter of testifying against Linda at her trial, also there was talk of a trial for Matt and Ann was filled with dread at the prospect of facing them again.

Ann tried to sleep but when she closed her eyes visions of Matt's massive cock appeared and her pussy got very wet. The loving wife felt guilt and shame but her hand's went between her legs and she masturbated thinking of her well endowed captor. Fear filled her entire being as she doubted herself and wondered if she could remain a faithful wife. She vowed to avoid tempting situations as she painfully realized that the carnal craving in her loins could not be denied. Ann finally drifted off to sleep realizing that her daughter was not the only one that had changed.

THE END

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            Carefully rummaging through the drawer I selected a pair of lace covered bikini bottoms.  My cock was fully erect and begging to feel them.  Dropping my pants I pulled off my shirt and boxers and slowly slid them up my legs.  I savored their silky smoothness and was about to reach for the bra when a voice behind me said, “What are you doing?”

            I froze, horrified at being caught.  Slowly I turned around to face Sam.  I tried to think of something to say but could only manage a meek stammer.  Sam just stood there with her arms folded, staring at me.  Her eyes lingered on my erection and a devilish grin came to her face.

            “So you like to wear panties do you?” she asked.  “Well I think I’ve got something we can have some fun with.  Will you do that for me? After all you are wearing my panties.”  Not waiting for a reply she said, “Stand in the corner and don’t turn around.”  Silently I obeyed her.  She knew that I was going to be pathetically easy to control from now on.  As I faced the corner I could hear her going through drawers behind me.  Finally she commanded me to turn around.

            When I did I saw that she had laid out a slutty outfit on the bed.  It was a red lace thong with matching bra and garter belt, black lace-trimmed pantyhose, and three inch stiletto heels.  “Put it on Ray,” she commanded.  Slowly I lowered her panties to the floor and picked up the red thong.  As I pulled it on my erection sprang back to life.  “It would appear that you like this,” she commented.  “Hurry up with the hose and belt.”

            As quickly as I could I donned the garter belt and slid on the hose.  I’m on the swim team so I keep my body shaved and the hose felt incredibly rich against my smooth skin.  I hooked the garter belt straps to the hose and put on the bra.  Sam stepped over with some silicone pads and slipped them into the bra.  She ran her fingers through my shoulder-length hair (the one vice I’d allowed myself since I could tuck it up under swim cap).  “You look pretty in that whore’s outfit,” she said.  “Step over here please.”

            I sat on the stool so she could apply makeup, blush, eyeliner, mascara, and lipstick, feminizing my soft features to the fullest.  “Turn around, let me look at my whore.”

            I complied, twirling slowly so she could see her handiwork.  My hardon was standing out beside the thong and she gently squeezed the head.  She threw her arms around me and began kissing me.  She pulled her tank top over her head and guided my mouth to her bare breasts.  I sucked first one and then the other, rolling the nipples gently in my teeth.  Pushing me down on my knees she said, “Close your eyes.”  I did and waited patiently as I heard her unzip and slide out of her jeans.  When she commanded me to open my eyes I got the shock of my life.  Staring me in the face was a nine-inch erection.  I could only stare in disbelief.  She flexed it up and down, breaking my trance.

            “Do you like it?”  I nodded.  “Then kiss it, take it in your mouth.”

            Slowly I extended my tongue to the head of her cock.  I licked up a drop of pre-cum and savored its salty-sweetness.  I took the head into my mouth and began to slowly suck on it.  I could only take about six inches so I concentrated on that, wrapping my hand around the base of her shaft and jerking her into my mouth.  While I worked on her cock she was running her fingers through my hair and telling me that I was a good cocksucker. 

            Soon her breathing became ragged and she said, “If you’re not careful I’m going to cum in your mouth.”  My response was to increase my tempo, sucking her with a vigor I didn’t know I possessed.  Soon I was taking all of her into my mouth, working my swallowing muscles on her cock head while her balls slapped my chin.  Finally she could hold it no longer.  She came with a rush, shooting her load down the back of my throat.  I swallowed as fast as I could but it was more than I could handle.

            I continued sucking her cock until I had every last drop.  Then I let her go with an audible pop.  She smiled and leaned over to lick up the cum that had dribbled down my chin.  Then she kissed me.

            “Your turn,” she said and pushed me onto my back.  She grabbed my seven inch cock and parted her lips.  She plunged down the length of my cock, taking it all in at once.  I moaned softly as she expertly worked on my cock.  Her left hand held the base of my cock, her fingers lightly massaging my balls, and her right hand probed my ass.  The sensation of receiving a blowjob while dressed up like a cheap whore and having my ass finger fucked was too much.  With a loud groan I came, filling Sam’s mouth with my cum.  She drank all of it, and then moved up to kiss me.  She had saved a mouthful of my cum and she now shared it with me.

            Sitting up she licked her lips.  “Mmm…” she said, “that was fun, but I’ve got more to give you.”  Reaching down she stroked her fully revived nine inch cock a few times.  Pushing me onto my back she said, “I’m going to fuck you like the horny little slut you are.”

            Grabbing my knees she forced them up to my chest, completely exposing my ass hole.  Placing the head of her cock at the edge of my sphincter she paused to apply some personal lubricant.  Then she slowly pushed forward until the head of her cock disappeared into my ass, causing me to cry out in pain.

            Sam waited patiently until my ass had ceased to spasm around the head of her cock.  Then she began to move her hips back and forth, working deeper and deeper into me with every stroke.  When she had about half of her cock inside me she withdrew all but the head then in one smooth motion she pushed in all the way to the base of her cock.

            The pain was excruciating, but the intense feeling of pleasure was even greater.  Slowly Sam fucked my ass, sliding almost completely out, and then gliding back in one fluid motion.  I lost all track of time, intent only on the great fucking I was receiving.  Then we heard a voice say, “Well, well, well.  What do we have here?”  Sam and I turned as one to look.  Jan was standing in the door wearing one of those extremely short skirts and a red halter top.  Here I was dressed like a horny slut with my legs wrapped around a shemale buried up to her balls in my ass with my girlfriend looking on.  What a fix.

            “It looks like Sam found herself a slut,” Jan said while walking over to the bed.  Leaning in she kissed Sam deep and passionately.  Hiking up her skirt she dropped her panties to the floor.  Hopping up on the bed she straddled me and said, “I like fucking sluts!”  With that she plunged herself down on my shaft, causing me to gasp.

            The three of us fell into a frenzied rhythm of fucking.  It wasn’t long before Sam tensed up and unloaded her balls into my ass.  I in turn came inside of Jan who was busy riding me like a jockey.  She came also and the three of us collapsed together in a pile on the bed.  It was the single greatest life changing performance for any of us.

Hence there arose a whole host of therapists who preyed upon the general lack of knowledge of human sexuality. With so little understanding of female sexuality in the general population and the women themselves, the only person in most towns who could cause difficulties for such traveling therapists would be the town physician. But for the doctors objection would be unthinkable, given that servicing the women’s unmet sexual needs formed a large part of his income. Females were diagnosed with female hysteria for nearly every symptom and would then undergo "pelvic massage, that is undergo manual stimulation of the woman's genitals by the doctor to cause what professionals of that time called "hysterical paroxysm", what we’d call an orgasm, sometimes serveral orgasms were stimulated, depending upon the situation. Needless to say the woman felt better and it assured continued treatments as well as continued payments to the doctor.

What follows is a work of fiction—it is however, true to the facts of the era and while fictionalized here, the occurrences portrayed occurred and reoccurred in towns all over the United States, especially in the central and upper Mid-western states of that time.  Â

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                                    The Special Demonstration

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The special rail coaches had been shunted into the siding at Flores, Iowa in the predawn hours of a summer morning 1860 and by sun up any public space on a tree, fence, or building bore a sign promising an amazing demonstration that evening by the newly arrived doctor from the east demonstrating the astonishing results of the new discoveries in the field of massage therapy and physio-science.  The posters spoke of the many benefits of this course of treatment and of the many disease conditions it could help or cure, from back trouble to hysteria.   The small rail city had little in the way of entertainment and a good many of the townspeople decided to visit the train of Doctor William H. Jacobs.Â

That evening seventy or eighty of the towns two hundred residents we standing before the presentation stage that was ingeniously built into the last of the three car personal train sitting on the siding. The side of the car folded away displaying a 15-foot wide hardwood stage with multiple curtain layers in front and along the back wall making it impossible to tell the true depth of the stage compartment although in truth it ran about two-thirds of the cars width leaving only room behind for a hall leading to the performance entrances to the stage. The rest of the private car contained dressing and treatment rooms.Â

         Sarah Wilson’s father owned the general store and her mother was the teacher of the local one room schoolhouse making Sara’s life compact and supervised. School during the day, afternoons helping in the store, and Sundays at church where here family were leading members.  Like many denominations of that period hers worried over the evils of self-pollution as they phrased it among other euphoniums for masturbation although the proper word was almost never used being considered too course of polite company or conversation. The outcome of all this was that Sarah like so many countless boys and girls had endured many nights, in her earlier years, with her hands tied to the bedrails for fear that she might, if left to her own devices, corrupt herself. Even in washing she had been schooled to never touch for pleasure and never more that absolutely necessary. Sarah had been a good girl and when she joined the crowd that evening she was fifteen years old, chaste, unquestionably a virgin and viewed as standing in the upper tier of society, economically, morally, and culturally.Â

Glancing about she noticed 17-year old Henry Wittcomb, the son of the district manager for the railroad, a fellow church member, and one of the best looking boys in town. He caught her glance and waved from across the crowd, but she shyly averted her eyes, secretly thrilled he’d noticed her. Â

         Doctor Jacobs it turned out was a young man from who’d graduated he told the crowd from the Philadelphia College of Massage and Physical Sciences which was in truth nothing more than an office producing for a reasonable fee fancy diplomas in degrees which had never before existed.Â

He had something of the personality of a circus ringmaster and he spotted Joseph Maccough walking at the edge of the crowd and invited him up to the stage. Old Joe did after so good natured urging from friends and neighbors. Joe almost blushed as the doctor’s young female assistant seated him on a chair at center stage the young doctor in his spotless while coat knelt smoothly before him and quickly took his hands in his, discarding the left hand he held the right in his probing with gentle fingers and proclaimed to Joe, “You are in pain in this hand all the time aren’t you.”

         “Yes”, Joseph replied.

         “Before I go on confirm for your friends and neighbors that we’ve never met before, never have spoke and do not know each other.”Â

         “All that is true.”

         “You broke this hand a year perhaps slightly more ago and you’ve never fully recovered. From the nature of the injury you fell, probably from a wagon and put the hand out to break your fall.”

         Suddenly the crowd was applauding the doctor’s skill for everyone know old Joe had broken the hand when he fell from a hay wagon gathering the first load of hay the previous spring. Nobody knew that the young man had seen Joe earlier in the day, had seen him wince in pain opening a door and with some discreet inquiries learned his story long before Joe appeared in the crowd that evening.

         “Now I wonder of there is a young lady in this town, a teenager who is know for her self-control who would volunteer to be a subject for tonight’s demonstration of the therapies benefits.” He asked the crowd. Sarah looked about the group. There were many middle aged and older folks and not a few young men, but not very many young women her age. There was Ester Banks standing some feet to her left, but she’d never do. She was known to have lost herself to giggling in the congregational church over some private thought during the Christmas program last winter. Besides she fancied Henry too and Sarah certainly was not going to allow such a demonstration to draw his attention to Easter.Â

Sarah had almost worked up her courage to raise her hand when the doctor announced that as compensation for the volunteer’s time they not only would receive tonight’s treatment, but any others they desired for the entire week the doctor would be in town as well as “this 5 dollar gold piece.” Five whole dollars! Her mind was made up and she raised her hand thankful that her dad was still working and her mother at home with her little brother so no one would overrule her.Â

         Amid the happy sounds of applause the female doctor’s assistant helped her to the backstage section of the car and showed her the massage chair. It was enclosed in a tent-like structure with only an opening for her neck. “That protects your privacy,” the woman explained. She showed Sarah a small cubically shaped room with some hooks on the walls. Talk off all your clothes and hang them here. Then I’ll help you get settled.

         Sarah, suddenly had second thoughts, but how could she walk back out after volunteering in front of everybody? “Naked?” She questioned.

“Yes, but don’t worry. No one will ever see anything except your head. They won’t know how you’re dressed under the cover. “Hurry!” She urged. “Everyone is waiting.”

          Feeling trapped but too proud to admit it Sarah bravely pulled off her clothes trying to act like she stood naked in front of other women all the time and meekly followed the woman to the chair. It was different from anything she’d ever seen. There was very little to sit on. Very much like an outhouse seat it provide a partial rim open in front to sit on, but also had support running under the thighs and heavy arm rests for her arms. Last there was an upper back support providing so balance. She gingerly sat where the girl directed feeling she’d fall out any moment and with thankfulness felt the young woman’s hands tightening heavily padded straps over each thigh greatly stabilizing her perch. Her forearms were secured in similar fashion then her lower legs just above the foot. The woman carefully closed the curtains about her fastening the neck opening securely.Â

Belatedly realizing her completely vulnerable state, Sarah had just decided she wanted out when the woman pulled back to curtain revealing the crowd who cheered her wildly, even Henry. She smiled weakly back at him. The man in white walked behind her where there was a small stool like a milking stool and an opening for his arms although no one could see what he was doing with his hands.Â

Sarah’s first impression was of the warm hands and warm oil on the small of her back as his hands rubbed and skillfully brought her pleasures she hadn’t known her skin capable of. Just as she started to relax those same hands were ever so carefully cupping her full breasts bringing an involuntary blush of humiliation to her face. The woman who’d helper her change noticed and shouted to the crowd to, “notice the increased circulation bringing back the flush of health to her checks after less than a minute.”

Sarah was in turmoil. The man was skillfully manipulating her breasts quickly seeking her cutely upturned, and markedly sensitive nipples. Now he was gently pinching, turning and twisting, as well as tugging at her responsive pink tips. She struggled against the straps, but she couldn’t move. A strangely new, yet oddly welcome and swelling wet sensation was beginning between her legs. A deep animalistic moan broke from her lips, hushing the crowd in fascination.

“Oh God help me!” She cried out as his fingers moved down and started probing the wetness of her womanhood. His fingers ever so skillfully began building up this new sensation. He did not attack her hidden clit but instead worked her wet labia brushing every so softly over her engorged center of pleasure, nearly making her beg for more. She was so wet down there that she was sure she somehow had urinated on herself. Her breath was coming in unusual gasps and sighs while perspiration beaded on her brow and covered her chest.

The crowd looked on awestruck as her transformation. Whatever the doctor was doing she was having quite a reaction. As they watched this young woman trembled and her head began to loll from side to side a nearly continual moaning cry of pleasure coming from her.

“This can’t be happening to me.” Sarah thought as the man’s hands now worked the well oiled pathway from her dripping sex to her increasingly responsive nipples, Sarah’s back arching trying to get way from and at the same time encourage his actions.

From somewhere seeming far away Sarah could hear the female assistant explaining how the massage increased circulation and was especially helpful for female problems. See how it energizing the whole being, reacting like a athletic contestant in extreme exertion. This way it purifies the entire body.”

“I can’t take another second.” Sarah thought and then thought she couldn’t endure it if the man stopped. She was desperate her moans becoming cries of urgency. The man knew her stage and a finger entered her virgin tightness bring evermore pleasure, more than she knew she was able to attain. Then a second finger wormed its way inside her anal passage. She literally screamed in extreme pleasure and terror at this never before considered action, them she shrieked again as fingers concentrated on her tiny node of pleasure and for the first and only time in her life she experienced an orgasm. Her cries tapered to rhythmic moans coming in time to doctor’s incredibly skilled fingers inside her vagina and anus timing the thrusts with the contractions her body was having for the first time, Hence he was helping her ride the waves of pleasure that had just consumed her.

The audience stood dumbfounded. The young woman’s hair was sweat soaked. He breath still came in pained gasps, her body clearly was shuddering with some type of great contractions causing her head to quiver. With every shudder she seemed to sink ever deeper into an astonishing state of relaxation and a dumb, but happy grin was increasingly plastered on her face. Nearly every woman and a good many men began making plans to visit this doctor and every husband there knew he’d have to pay for his wife to visit the doctor.

The curtain closed amid the cheers of the crowd. The fingers left her body and the doctor rushed out of this now private area to work the crowd and schedule appointments. The woman untied Sarah’s restraints and helped the shaken girl stand and then used a towel to dry her off. Sarah was amazed at how sensitive her nipples and sex had become as the girl ran the rough towel all over her body and astonished at what must be her own fluids covering her sex her buttocks, her anal opening and literally causing a small puddle under the chair. When she at last got dressed and the woman handed her the gold piece. “You’d be welcome anytime, she assured her”Â

Sara could think of nothing else all the way home the new wet feeling beginning once more between her legs.

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When he told me he was 18 I couldn’t and wouldn’t believe him.

Finally I learned that he was 18 and was told that he like his parents would always be a small physical person.

He was a man trapped in a boy’s body.

Then after being sure about his age I started responding to his flirting frivolous advances.

We had a chemistry reaction the first time we met and he didn’t make any effort to hide his gay conduct.

But even though he winked at me and threw me kisses and even hugged me and lightly touched my privates through my clothing with light brushes and several advancing techniques he still stopped just short of letting me do any serious contact unto or upon him. I decide that his IQ was way less than the age of 18.

Then after becoming bored with his bashful attitude and my attention to him dimming he confessed to me about how he had once been gay with a guy before he had swung his balls and the guy had threw him on a bed and raped his ass very roughly. and was so very scared to do sex with me or anyone.

And he was afraid that I’d get real horny and try to do it to him.

So I put some thought into this problem and decided to try something with him to give him confidence.

On his next visit and after his quick hug and his nervous jittery reaction I asked him to tie my hands behind me and then he could do anything he desired to or demand of me.

He thought I was crazy and refused at first and I pleaded that it was worth a try.

I even allowed him to tie my ankles.

Then there we were with me bound up real tight and pleading with him to do anything he wanted. This kid changed completely right in front of me.

He first undressed completely so I could finally see his beautiful body and erect gentiles which were very normally like full size balls and had light public hair but the fat dick was only maybe just short of 5 inches. This boyish look turned me on more than a big whopper would have. Then he pranced in front of me turning slowly and letting me enjoy the view.

Then he nervously dropped my pants down to my ankles and seemed in awe of my 6 inch dick and he seemed to think it was huge and grasped it warmly and fondled with it.

He then rubbed his against mine and moaned with awe.

He then rubbed his in my butte crevice and then put his buttocks against my erection.

He acted so Kiddies and sissy about it all and I just had never had anything so tantalizing before happen to me. He then put the side of his face against my dick and balls,

I squatted down and asked to kiss his dick and he giggled and teased me with it by brushing it against my lips but never letting me get the morsel in my mouth.

Then he pulled my clothes back up and put his back on and told me that now I cold believe him when he said he was gay. I hadtold him that he was not gay before.

He waited  awhile for me to cool down as he worded it then untied me and said now you’ll be wanting me to come back won’t you which I answered yes to and he asked me if I loved him and I said yes. He whispered at the door that he loved me and would be back again and swished out the door with me all mixed up emotional.

I knew he was not yet out of the closet that I heard so much about and I symphonize with him because of my past and fears that caused me not to secumber to my desires.

I had been and was also brainwashed about sex and wish there was someway I could erase all the old brainwash and meet someone that had never been brainwashed as to think sex and love is a sin.

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She had picked the wrong day to fuck with him. Dave was already in a bad mood to begin with. It was Monday, and Mondays were always the worse days for paperwork. Paperwork gave him the biggest headaches. She’d also done something else far too inappropriate to ignore.

“Lawanda,” blurted Dave, “you nearly caused a patient to expire! You have to be careful not to get the patients aroused with your sexual behavior in the intensive care ward!”

Lawanda flashed a wry smile. She looked at him and said, “I know. But doctor, I was only taking the patients…temperature.”

Oh, please! How corny can you get, thought the doctor.

“Taking care of the human body is a form of art. You cannot go around jamming your thermometer up everybody’s asshole.”

“The patient took my skirt and lifted it above my ass. I guess he was trying to see if I was wearing my panties.”

“Oh, he was taking a liberty?”

“No, he was taking a risk,” said Lawanda.

It seemed like Dave was starting to calm down. She could swear she heard a little bit of a laugh in his last statement and his tone seemed to soften.

Then he said, “Did he find out?”

Lawanda looked over her shoulder and made eye contact for the first time. “Find out what?” she asked.

“If you were wearing panties.”

Lawanda was a slut. She knew flirting when she saw it. Dave was flirting with her without a doubt so she answered by grabbing hold of her skirt and lifting it up.

The doctor gritted his teeth. He leaned forward towards her tight, black ass and the sexy, white, laced panties that it was wrapped in, and then he stood and moved extremely close behind her.

Lawanda’s heart was pounding with excitement. She could feel butterflies in her stomach. Tingles filled her body.

She felt the bulge poking her rear end, and then Dave’s warm breath as he said, “Those aren’t regulation panties.”

“I know, but these are the only clean panties I have with me. I’ve been pulling a double shift. I’ve been here all night long, so when the sun came up, I decided to sneak away to the ladies room in these panties.”

Lawanda handed him the pair of underwear that she had been wearing when she went to the restroom to masturbate. Their bodies were pressed tightly together so all she had to do was hand them over her shoulder.

The doctor accepted them, stuffed them into his nose, and took a long hard sniff. The scent of wet cunt filled his head. He was now consumed with lust and Lawanda felt his cock pushing harder into her back even though Dave hadn’t moved any closer to her. His cock was getting harder.

He bit the panties and then spit them out of his mouth. He started kissing Lawanda’s neck and ears and then grabbed her face, pulled it around and shoved his tongue deep in her mouth.

They separated and Dave started feeling her up. He squeezed her tits like he was trying to extract liquid from them, then he slid his hands up and  down her body finally coming to rest on the thin layer of material separating his hands from her pussy.

“Oh, doctor,” Lawanda hissed.

He spun her around. He raised her skirt and grabbed two hands full of soft, fleshy ass. Still, Lawanda could feel his cock stiffening some more. But now it was pressing into her crotch, right where she liked it.

He grabbed the top of her head, applied about fifty pounds of pressure, and Lawanda happily dropped to her knees. He undid his pants and pulled out a rock-hard dick.

It was beefy with veins bulging everywhere and it was bobbing and waving just a couple inches from her face. It was like the bait tempting the fish. Lawanda took the bait.

She wet her lips, spread saliva all over the pulsing cock head, and then started sliding it into her mouth. She went a little deeper each time until she had stretched her mouth to its limits.

There was still about half his cock left out of her mouth, so she used her hands to force feed it deeper inside. Repeatedly, she shoved inches of stiff, white dick as deep as it could go as she listening to Dave moaning his approval.

In fact, she was doing such a good job that he had to stop. He was getting close to popping in her mouth, which was a good thing, but not before he had a chance to get in her pussy.

He helped her to her feet and then helped her out of her clothes. She had small tits with really big nipples. Her body was slender, but she had plenty of curves in all the right places. Dave was using his hands and mouth to get familiar with as many of those curves as he could.

The only thing left on her body was her sexy panties, which—now that her uniform was gone—the doctor could see was actually part of a lingerie set. Everything was laced and the panties hooked to the stockings with straps.

The see-through laced shirt had the bra built into it. They had pulled the straps off her shoulder so her tits could be out, but other than that, they didn’t bother taking anything else off.

The doctor motioned for her to stand facing the wall. He made her lean over a bit so he could have better access to her pussy.

He moved her panties out of the way and started sliding his cock around her pubic area trying to find the hole. Wow. She was really soaked down there. This woman was dying for a dick in her right now.

As soon as his cock touched her pussy, it slipped right in with very little resistance. Her juices spilled all over his cock, leaving it saturated in a bath of heat and wetness that made his lust for her grow.

He began thrusting into her. Lawanda was thrusting back. “Oh, yeah, give it to me,” she said.

After a while, the doctor pulled out and sat in his chair. He moved away from the desk so they’d have more room to work with.

Lawanda sat on his cock facing away from him. She started bouncing on his meaty shaft.

Dave noticed immediately that she was ten times better when she was on top. She would bounce on him, then grind on him, and then lean forward with her elbows on her knees and do a combination of grinding, bouncing, and dancing that drove him nuts. He had never seen anything like this from white women. On top of that, she was giving him the dirty talk and it was making him want to nail her some more.

As she rode him—and now that he’d gotten his second wind—he began to mirror her movements. Later he just started thrusting lustfully into her. Eventually his thrusts were coming so hard that they were lifting her off his lap so she got up.

Dave got up with her. He reached for the back of her head and guided it so far down that she almost fell over.

Her legs were spread wide apart. He had a perfect path to her sweet hole. He slipped into it and continued pounding her like the whore she was.

He could feel an orgasm coming. He needed it badly, but he wanted to pop on her tits and look her in the eyes as his seed soiled her body.

He made her lie on the desk. He took his shirt off. He was back in her hairy twat seconds later.

The only thing on his mind was releasing that built up anxiety. He couldn’t wait to drench her in his fluids.

His hands gripped firmly around Lawanda’s tits. She was moaning and screaming and egging him on.

The tingles in his cock intensified. He felt the burning of hot semen coming up his shaft. He let out a loud moan.

He pulled his cock out, grabbed it from the bottom, and started stroking it frantically.

He pointed it at her tits, but just like many other men in Lawanda’s sex life, his aim was horrible. A little landed on her tits, but the majority landed on her shoulder blade. Neither of them cared though. They were satisfied, tired, and spent.

Lawanda used the napkins on the doctor’s desk to clean up and then she went to the dressing room. There were at least a half dozen black nurses having a conversation about the new white woman with the nice ass and how she’d make for a good dancer (most of the nurses made extra money on the side as dancers).

She joined in the conversation like nothing had happened, but she couldn’t help but wonder how many of the other nurses had been fucked by Dave.

They chatted with the white girl. She seemed to be cool with it, but it was obvious that she didn’t have much experience dancing.

The other girls worked with her, and when they’d gotten her bent over a toilet shaking her ass, someone else came in. Lawanda didn’t know who he was, but she’d seen him around and she knew enough about him to know that he ranked pretty high around there.

Lawanda was one of the last people to leave. She looked over her shoulder as she left out the door.

The white girl was still shaking her ass over the toilet seat. She was wearing headphones so she’d have some music to work with. The radio was up loud so she had no clue that all the girls were gone and the only person left was a large black man gawking at her ass.

Lawanda chuckled and shook her head. She knew what about to happen. She just wished she could be a fly on the wall so she could watch.

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 Then my wife started to torment me with a 'you guess it game' bitch! 'here's a clue'  she said. 'You ask it after I've just been fucked to an orgasm' ??? I just don't know?  'You say you'd like to feel it'??? Feel what? I feel all you have to feel! 'FEEL IT'! I give up. 'Feel my orgasm,remember?you're always on about me describing what its like,well its a lot like when you fucked my ass,so if you do,you'll find out what its like and if his cock hits that nerve I made you cum with you'll know exactly how intense it feels,look how it made you collapse. What you had missing was the feel of a cock'

 She had me on that one. Yes it was exquisitely intense,yes it needed the cock I guess and yes I would like to experience the orgasmic feeling she experiences. But,this was the big BUT! How the hell could my virgin ass take a man size cock.She got me again. 'The same way as you bummed me,get your trousers down,I've got the iced lolly and cucumber here ready' then in a flash she'd gone and returned from our kitchen holding the very items. Her sadistic side was in full flow, 'I'm going to love this you bastard,you never said you were going to bum me in front the others,now its your turn,come on get your ass out and lay on the settee.

 Fuck,that lolly was so cold it made the muscles in my ass cheeks ache. Then in a flash,she had it out and the cucumber on its way in. O-OW! Stop,stop pushing its just to damn big,I'll never take it,I must admit it was about the size of my and Den's cocks. 'We must persevere' she done a strange move then,making me get up and kneel into the settee,she sort of sat across my ass with a leg on the floor and one on the settee and over my ass,then pressed hard down against my asshole squelched up and down quickly. Lifting up and off she fingered my ass then rammed the cu' up her cunt. 'There you are,more than enough of my cunt juice on it now' then she went back to getting the vegetable up me. I yelp and try to ease away,'Stay still coward,its on its way' Fuck I knew that already,although my crinkly was stretching,I knew it wasn't going to stretch much more without splitting.

 The intensity in her eyes in concentration and fierceness of her voice told me split or not,my ass was going to have to take it. Feeling her ease off the pressure,I said there you are,I knew it wouldn't. Bad mistake that,the pressure came back on with a vengeance,it was going,I could feel it forcing my sphincter open. Ferociously then, a thrust. 'Get up there you bastard,split his ass if you must but he's going to have that cock even if you do split him' She's talking to this cucumber as though its Den's cock.

 I get a feeling of foreboding,once Den hits my ass,there's going to be no going back till she's satified her lust. If I cry off,that's the end to any further fun and games for me and in fairness,I do get her to do new things all the time. As this passes through my mind,there's a breakthrough,With me helping by relaxing my sphincter muscles,my bum ring suddenly excepts the pressure and up it goes. Once the initial stretch took place all became easy although the pulling back out created a most sensitive feeling in my insides. Fuck,you must have split my ring! 'No,there's no blood on it and if there had been,I'd still intended to get you ready for the real cock'

 Anyway,the spongy head on a cock will be easier going in and if you had split,it would have healed by the time we do it' So,what about the thing you've agreed to show or do for Den. 'Oh,don't worry about that,I know you'll agree when you see what it is because you started me off doing it' That buggered it,I'd started her off on so many kinks I had no chance of working it out and I knew by her tone I'd have to wait and see on the day. I thought then, What a cunning little wife,she has worked out by not letting me know,I'll hurry the event forward in haste. She really had a thing about seeing me getting bummed.

 Den was no help either because it was obviously clear he wanted it to happen as soon as possible as well,purely I hoped for his desired treat not my ass. I knew I was trapped by my original cunning, But one glimmer of a clue did present itself when we visited Den's place. His wife Ginny asked Jackie if she could take Jake in for a couple of days as she had to be away to a distant relative of her's and he that is Jake was a bit untrustworthy to leave alone for any long spell like all day when Den was working. 'Yeah,that's not a problem,Den can pop him up whenever and he can come home when you return' Because of the distraction I missed the clue though. I didn't relate Den's grin to his desire,I just thought it was because he was in a perfect position to see up my wife's legs and I knew she was naked under her dress.

 Before we left,I had reason for a half hardon difficult to disguise as we got up to go. Jake had,on hearing his name gone to my wife and put his head in her lap. My wife knowing she was naked was doing her best to unobtrusively keep his nose out of her business but he insisted on pushing under rather than over the hem of her dress and taking long loud intakes of breath. Ginny, 'You alright with that Jackie,ever the man that one,he's forever checking people out' 'Yeah,they all do it' Then we were gone.

 About Jake; he was of course a hound,not any old hound,but a Basset hound. For anyone that doesn't know,they have short bent legs,a heavy boned long body,about 55lb. with large head and long ears. When on to a scent they're most persistent as my wife found out a little while ago at Ginny's and Den's party. (I'll digress in a minute) But this particular hounds asset was a standing giggle in the winter as,as he walked across virgin snow two grooves were created by his short legs with a third middle groove by his huge and I mean huge cock. God only know's what it felt like being iced for a month on end but he had a hairy sheath to keep it warm I suppose.

 Digression:-

 When soft it was about an inch from the ground,but clear for all to see it pointed forward with about a length of seven inches and a thickness about two & a half inchs. When a chance arose Jackie said she wanted to wank him to see just how big he was hard. She had told me once that she'd asked Den if he'd seen him with a hardon and he grinned and said nothing. This had pissed her off because he'd just deposited his (Den's) spunk up her at a lustful opportune moment. She had at the party I afore mentioned,been trapped in an outside lavatory while taking a pee,where Jake having scented a trail wouldn't let her out till she offered her pussy up for a full licking. He done a very quick,too quick she said afterwards,job of bringing her to orgasm and she hoped his stay in her would be longer if he fucked her one day. She saw a part of his cock poking out and it was thick but its length remained a mystery.

 Recent to this but un-associated,me and my wife had found a new experience that we enjoyed. This was douching,with warm water flushed up our orifice till feeling a suitable swelling we cleared ourselves for whatever we felt like doing,pleasant and healthy. So as a matter of course we were always prepared for an unplanned insertion. - Back to our tale.

 This said,on our way home,I reminded Jackie of her desire to wank Jake and my desire to watch. 'No chance,not because I wont do or let you see me do it,but because if you noticed,Den's grin,he was where he intended to get. On our way out he whispered, "I'll bring him up and we can go straight for your part of the bargain" how could I duck that one'? And? 'The bargain I told you you'd find out on the day. It will let us see how big Jake is though' so make sure you're ready,take some time off monday and tuesday because if I like your ass being opened I may demand an oncore the next day' Oh no,this is a one off. 'Hold on,what if it takes more than one day for me to meet my part of the bargain'

 Bitch,is this a red herring or is it so phenominal,she may not do it first go,perhaps its sucking Jake off and she's not sure if her mouth will go round it. Needless to say I got my time off arranged. Den also got to me aside and said, 'This up the ass stuff,I'm no homo' but are you really okay with it,its the only way I'm going to get what I asked and she's now told me that you are into it,you dirty lucky bastard; mind its up the ass not lovey dovey stuff what blokes do,just a straight spunking in there' Fuck that's a relief,I had reservations about necking a bloke,although my wife seemed set on just watching a cock going in and out and spunking.

 Then it dawned on me,like Jackie had wondered how to start,I now pondered how we would get the show on the road. Putting this thought to my wife,she answered,'Well unlike your answer to me,I can't say,like they got you the first time,because this is the first time isn't it'? With a look of doubt. Course it is! 'And the last even if you like it,unless I say again to you dirty ass fucking slouches' Oi! Less of the dirty,ok! I laugh. - Came the day.-

 Everything clean and ready for my ass virginity removal as my wife put it. Den arrived with Jake who was excited to see us but let out to the garden to steady up for a while. With all our past experiences together,we were comfortable and sat and had a coffee. It was clear Den was eager to get started and suggested we bring Jake in to start. 'No!No!No! that's not how its being played' says Jackie. 'with all the times you two bastards have told me what you seek from me and I've always complied, its my turn today to call the shots, I want you in his ass so get your kit off and start hardening and lubricating and here's a tempting morsel to get you horny'

 Up until now I'd not thought about what she had on and me and Den had started to take our kit off when she unhooked the dress she had on letting the overlarge chinese type arms allow it to fall completely off her body.Immediately raising a leg to one arm of the settee she pulled her cunt lips apart revealing a tiny bit of green,then pushing towards our faces she tensed her pussy and a very large cucumber started to appear from her slit. I got up to bend over Den and reach this cu' with the intension of fucking her with it. Not thinking as I reached across Den's legs,my half hard cock flopped on his thigh and my ass was right in front of his hands and face.

 In a flash,Jackie said, 'Grab his ass Den,pull his cheeks apart and see what a lovely tight little button your hot hard cock is going to go into. I'd truly been placed,hesitatingly I felt Den hold my ass cheeks and start to open them and I knew he was looking at my crinkly super tight sphincter. 'Drop some spit on it to help your finger' he didn't instead I felt him oh so gently touch my wrinkles,it mattered not who was touching my hole the tickle was driving my ring mad making me try to squeeze my cheeks closed and thus pressing my cock harder against Den's leg. But with both our sensations I realised his and my now hard cocks were pressing at each other by his groin.

 I also noted that the cucumber had slipped right out of my wife's cunt and she was super dripping juice in strands just as her fingers passed through her slit collecting a lot on them. I knew what she intended to do with it as well.Immediately I felt her hand rubbing it into my asshole.Two were inside and she started to vee them away from each other. 'Go on let that spit drop in his hole and again' I felt first one then another hot spittal glob drop in me. 'Where your cocks? see if they're sticky so yours will slip up him' She was now feeling between us for our cocks, 'Fuck its like a glue pot down there,your love juices are all over both of you,you must be as randy as hell'

 Den said, 'reach in my trouser pocket and get the johnny (Condom)in there' 'Like fuck I will,I want spunk up him all the way,his asshole's as clean as a whistle' Den left this as my wife straddled over the top of us, 'get my juice and push it up his ass I must be soaking now,how are you going to have him,against the wall? on the floor? or doggy'? 'Which ever will give you the best view' All three then,start against the wall like you got me the first time Rich' caught us but with his ass towards you,then I'll tell you when to lay him on his belly,alright with that Rich'? You carry on it seems you've got it all worked out for me.

 As I lifted off of Den there was a noise of our skin separating at the sticky part. I must admit the amount of precum surprised me,both our knobs were dripping with it. 'If only your cock was long enough to reach your ass Rich' we could give you a double whamy and you could self lubricate,I wonder if there are men with that length of dick'? 'Must be' answered Den. My wife guided me to the wall and I noticed she had a stool near by,she really was into seeing my poor little ring get stretched and pulled. Then coming close she gave me a peck on the cheek, 'You'll be alright,you'll see,it'll go up you as sweet as a nut'

 Then I felt Den at my back,His cock prancing around and hard as though he was taking Jackie. It was Just as I had seen it thwacking around Jackie's belly the first time. I involentarily clenched my buttocks exactly like she'd tried to fend off being fucked and she now gasped exactly like I had done when I thought they'd hear me. A distant almost hoarse female voice now, 'Get him Den,fuck his ass,go on force his cheeks open bust his ring if you got to just get up the bastard before I cum' I glanced and already her eyes were opening and closing as her fingers were doing frantic circles at her clit. She was gasping and it was obviously affecting Den as he pressed at my cheeks.

 I could feel his slipperyness allowing his cock to slip into my ass crack through my cheeks with his cock high on my hole then low and all the time I was unintentionally shifting just to make him miss. I was moving exactly as I'd seen my wife and other women do when trying avoid an insertion. Den's deeper voice cut in. 'Hold still you fucker while I fuck you' 'That's right,rape the bastard,get that spunk up him fill him good,the fucking virgin bastard' Jackie was really flying high on my virgin ass. As Den had commanded me to allow a fucking he had hit me right on the hole and he knew it,because up till that push he had pushed and pulled back and pushed again,but he held and pressed now. He hissed to Jackie, 'Got him,fuck he's a tight little fucker,Jack get below me and pull his cheeks apart if you want to see me break him in'

 He's talking as though he has a virgin on his cock,I was but not in the true sense and I must admit i was near to cumming myself. Crazy,but I was. I felt my bum cheeks opening, 'Yes I can see it,get him,get him' I could feel the not so spongy head pressing and I must admit it felt better than the cucumber. Although my sphincter was resisting the sensation of having it forced open hurt but it also was making my cock soften which surprised me. But then again it gave Den more room for his cock. Again the earnest strain of my wife, 'Your knobs gone up him,and your foreskins still outside,NO,its getting dragged inside now' 'I know and its hurting he's so tight,that's eased it my knobs past his ring' 'yeah,its sliding easy now'

 It was,I'd been broke in so to speak,I felt my bowel now being spread ever wider as he pushed up and up. 'Your balls are hitting each other you've got it right up,is it nice Rich'? Big. 'How about you Den' 'Hang on if I pull back I shall cum he's so tight' Then a moment later it seemed,he pulled back and my ass exploded,the sensation if that's what a woman gets as an orgasm,almost made me pass out,my balls felt it just as he pull back then thrust hard and pulled back even harder and thrusted even harder then I felt a pull back that made me feel his helmet trying to pass out through,then a thrust that made the top of my rectum feel heated burny you might say as my balls shot the most excruciating orgasm with a jet of spunk out of my now limp cock.Den clung on to me like a dog as he jerks shot after shot of sperm up my bowel.Now clinging and making the most quick tiny short strokes he was making my innards jerk and throb as my spunk hung from my cock like thick dangling cream.

 The sensation hadn't finished,with my cock empty and my ass full,with my belly alive with exciting spasms I hung loose on Dens cock,still like a hot iron bar inside me. From below our bums. 'Pull it out let me see his ring try to hold it again,come on Den pull back' He done what she asked,but as I could now feel my tight ass ring clinging and not wanting to loose this cock from inside it I heard my wife orgasm and felt her going on her knees. But even more than that,the sudden quick pull back by Den gave me another excruciating feeling. Stop,slower,its so touchy,go ever so slowly for fucks sake or i'll fall down. For that he rammed back into me and gave me the same sensation all over again. No,No,please don't do it again,I know I wont be able to take it. He pulled quickly back and again I nearly vapourised. No,God no more,I just can't stand anymore.

 Sadistically,he pulled back and pressed slightly less in then pulled right out. As I stood holding onto the wall,I could see his slippery cock with some sperm drooling from the end. Jackie had recovered and was back holding my cheeks open, 'Fuck your asshole is tight Rich' I thought I'd be able to see his spunk inside but other than a bit that followed his dick out you're hole is clinging on to it. Well we didn't get to the other two positions,what a pity,we'll have to start again' Fuck Jack' are you trying to do me in,another lot of that and i'll need an ambulance. 'Ha!Ha! So now you know what a woman experiences when she cums on your pricks you bastards'

 I knew also that it was such an excruciatingly fantastic sensation I felt, that it would be soon that my wife would get her re-run in the other positions and I mean immediately after a coffee break.

 Bye.

  I had talked to my boss and worked it out to where I could work from home while I had Tiffany with me.  So there I was standing at the terminal waiting for my little girl to get off the plane.  I had always called her my little girl once I had married her mother.  She didn’t have it so easy growing up.  She didn’t know her real dad and I was her mom’s third failed marriage.  Out of all three husbands I was the only one who actually tried to be a father to her.  It wasn’t easy for either one of us at first, I was only eleven years older than her and her mom was six years older than me.  We had a good relationship even though it was more like a brother-sister kind than a father-daughter one. 

 

  She was the first one off the plane since she was so young and flying alone.  Once she saw me she smiled big and gave me an even bigger hug.  At only fourteen she had a body of an eighteen year old.  She had long black hair to the middle of her back, big brown eyes and perfect silky smooth tan skin.  Her breast had gotten bigger since the divorce, I had judged them to be C sized tits and her ass was firm and round.  She was wearing a white spaghetti strapped cut off shirt with a brown short sleeve shirt over it, low cut jeans and some converse shoes.  The cut off allowed every one to see her flat and firm belly. 

 

  As we walked to the baggage claim area I started the small talk, how was the flight, had she eaten, school.  I had hoped there wasn’t going to be any awkwardness between us and so far there wasn’t any.  She bent over to pick up her suitcase from the conveyer belt and I had the perfect view of her ass.  That’s when I noticed that she was wearing a thong.  I couldn’t believe it my little girl was wearing a thong.  As I continued to stare I felt my jeans begin to tighten a little in the crotch area.  When she turned around she noticed me staring at her ass.  With a confused expression on her face she asked if I was ok.  I said I was fine and I grabbed her suitcase from her hand and started for the truck. 

 

  On the drive home we had the music turned up and were singing to all the songs we knew.  It was something we did a lot when I was still married to her mom.  Once we got home I gave her the tour of my new home. Her room complete with her own bathroom, the den, my office, where everything was in the kitchen and the pool and hot tub in the back yard, which was of course her favorite part of the whole house.  She asked if she could go swimming rite away, I said yes and that I would be in my office doing some work.  She ran off to her room to change and I grabbed a soda and headed to my office. 

 

  After an hour of staring at a computer screen, reviewing layouts and scamatics, I needed a smoke.  I walked over and cracked open the window and lit my cigarette.  I looked over to the pool where Tiffany was laying out working on her tan.  She was only 5’3’’, but those short legs of hers were gorgeous and I couldn’t help but imagine what it must be like to have them wrapped around my body.  As I continued to think dirty thoughts of my stepdaughter my cock started to swell up in my jeans.   Unable to control myself I pulled out my cock and started to jerk off.  Before I knew it I shot my load against the wall.  I redressed my self took a long pull off of my cigarette and grabbed some tissues to clean up the mess I had just made. As I was cleaning the cum off the wall I suddenly felt disgusted with myself, why had I just done that? 

 

  Later we ate the dinner I made us then we sat outside on the patio furniture while I drank some beer.  She eventually asked if she could have one.  I said yes and told her to bring a couple of them so we didn’t have to keep making trips.  She came out with the beers and we continued to talk.  After her second beer she asked if we could get in the hot tub, I said I didn’t feel like changing.  “We don’t have to, we can get in in our underwear, and it covers the same as bathing suits.”  Without even waiting for a reply she stood up took off her shirt and shorts and walked over to the hot tub and got in.  I just stared amazed at what she was doing, even though she was right.  “You getting in or what?” she called out.  A little inebriated I stood removed my shirt and headed to the tub, bringing some beers with me.  Still unsure if I should be doing this I unzipped my pants and sat in the tub wearing only my briefs.

 

  She just laughed at me, “See this isn’t so bad is it?”  I just laughed and stared at her, god she looked so beautiful.  A look of seriousness came over her face, and I asked her what’s wrong.  She told me that she was happy that her mother and I got divorced.  Confused I asked her why.  “Can I tell you something without you getting mad or hating me?”  “Oh sweetie you can tell me anything in the world and I would never hate you, and yes I promise I will not get mad.”  She hesitated a little as she looked down into the water, then finally “when you were stilled married to mom I used to hear you two have sex.”  I couldn’t help it, I started laughing out loud.  She looked shocked at first then she started laughing too. I told her I was sorry for that but asked her why would she think I would bet mad or hate her for that.  She moved over to sit beside me and as I placed my arm around her she placed her head on my chest.  That’s when she hit me with the bombshell, “cause I wished it was me, and I used to play with myself when I heard the two of you.  I would get out of bed and sneak up to your door and listen, sometimes you would forget to close the door all the way and I would sit there on my knees and touch myself as I watched you fuck mom.”  I sat there staring at her, unable to speak, think or even breath.  I didn’t know what to say or do.  That’s when I noticed she had moved one of her hands to my crotch.  My mind was telling me to move her hand off me and get out but I just sat there with my mouth open still in shock.  She started to stroke me trough my briefs and my dick started getting bigger.  “You know I have done things with boys before, hand jobs mainly even Seth from down the street came in my hand once.”  “Is that all you have done?” unable to believe I asked the question and still allowed this to go on. 

 

  “Well pretty much, some of the boys wanted me to suck them but I always said no.”  “What have you let the boys do to you?”  I asked, as my cock was almost fully erect now.  “Just make out really but two boys have fingered me.”   “That’s it?”  “Yeah I am not a slut you know,” she replied with a smile.  Scared that I offended her and not wanting her to stop I apologized quickly and she laughed.  By now I was hard as a steel pipe, “You are defiantly the biggest I have felt so far,” she said a little shyly.  “You wanna do more than just feel bigger?” I replied.  She shook her head yes keeping her eyes on her hand underneath the water working me.

 

  I set my beer down and placed my hands on Tiffany’s hips and moved her over me.  She moved her hands to my chest and bit down on her lower lip.  She leaned her head down and we engaged in a deep kiss.  She opened her mouth and our tongues met in fiery passion.  Our hands were all over each other’s body feeling and exploring.  I removed her bra and leaned her back; she placed her hands on my neck as I moved in to take each nipple in turn into my mouth.  She moaned in delight as her virgin nipples were being sucked.  They were hard as I nibbled and sucked them.  I placed my hands on her ass and squeezed hard, she leaned her chest forward as she ground her hips into my crotch.  She moved one of her hands down and under my briefs and grabbed my cock hard.  I pulled her panties to the side and started to rub her lips softly.   Her little pussy was extremely wet as middle finger slid in with no problem.  She moaned louder as I slid it in farther into her tight cunt.  She squeezed my cock harder as I worked my finger in her snatch bringing her closer to cumming.

 

  She stood back for a minute and removed her panties then violently pulling my briefs off of me.  She was becoming possessed eagerly wanting what I was about to give her.  I sat her up on the edge of the hot tub and positioned myself in between her legs.  I grabbed my cock and rubbed it up and down her slit placing my head at the entrance of her love tunnel.  I looked her in the eyes and she smiled as she said one simple word, “Please.”  It was so soft, barely a whisper.  At that point I knew there was no way in hell I could ever refuse this beautiful angel before me.  I started to thrust forward and she closed her eyes and opened her mouth to scream but no sound came out.  I stopped once I had my head in, then I grabbed her at the waist preparing for the necessary pain I was about to cause her.  She knew it as well cause she prepared herself in her own way. 

 

  I push hard driving myself all the way in to the hilt.  She screamed loud in pain and my heart broke at that moment.  I could feel her hymen break at the intrusion of my cock in her virgin vagina.  I held it there for a minute allowing her to relax, once I felt her hands begin to loosen their grip in my back I bent my head and said, “I’m sorry.  Are you ok?”  She looked at me and smiled again and kissed me.  I started to pull back and then forward again in small strokes.  Her hips began to move in rhythm with mine and I picked up the pace.  Longer and harder strokes now, her young firm tits bounced in the air.  She continued to moan and dug her nails into my back.  “Oh oh.. my.. god, I..I’m cumming!” she whispered, and I just thrusted harder and faster.  Seconds later I felt her warm hot juices pour over my cock.  As she came she arched her back and and convulsed.  She squeezed her legs around me tightly as her pussy tightened around my ramrod, which drove me to cum inside her belly.  I shot the biggest load I have ever shot inside my little girl. 

 

  I held her tight and pulled her to me as I sat back down in the hot tub.  We sat there for a long time just holding each other.  Finally I asked her, “How was it?”  “Well, it is something we have to do again and again and again.”  As I laughed and kissed her on the forehead, “Don’t worry about that sweetie, we have all summer.”

“Your mine sugar,” 

“Shake that arse for me baby,” and other demeaning harangues were yelled my way.  I was so scared about what would happen to someone like me in here.

One of the guards laughed “I’d get a big bad friend if I were you,”

His mate retorted “I’d get two big friends.”

I spent first night in Chelmsford alone in a cell, scared to death and didn’t sleep a wink.  The next day I was assigned a cell in the general population wing and my cellmate was ‘Big Bill Stevens’.  He gave me the some advice.

“Mike, you need a really, really big friend or two, otherwise those lads will eat you alive. Or should I say you will spend your life eating them!” he laughed.

Bill went on to explain prison life to me; how there were two types of inmates really; the hunters and the hunted.  With my small stature and my soft body, unused to any physical work, I was a sitting duck for the freaks.  I explained my background to Bill, about how I was a successful businessman who had the misfortune to drive home after consuming nearly a bottle of scotch.  About how I didn’t even remember hitting the girl.

“We all have our stories to tell,” said Bill, “and yours don’t mean shite in here.” He added callously.

“However,” said Bill, “there is another class of inmate.  The kind like you that has a lot of money on the outside; the kind that can buy protection; the kind that can get a get a guard or two in his hip pocket. Your kind.” He half laughed.

And that was it, the deal was struck. Big Bill Stevens became my minder.  With a liberal sprinkling of cash, which was provided by a bent guard to whom I set up a special account to access to my money outside, (and who took twenty five percent of every penny I had him withdraw); I was assigned to a larger more comfortable cell with Bill. We lived like kings; special food, special privileges, special packages from the outside containing booze, cigarettes, pornography, anything to make life more comfortable or anything that could be used for trade inside the nick.

I figured it was costing me more to live in jail than it was to live the high life outside, but I was locked up for five years with no hope of release, and without Bill as my minder, a few guards in my pocket, and the influence and protection of my money, life would be hell.

Then about three months ago, it all went to shit.  I found out there was another class of prisoner, a very special class of inmate who was so unique that there could be only one in each jail, the kind of inmate that ate the hunters just as easily as the hunted.  The kind of hard man that had nothing to lose, and was so hard the other kingpins in the nick paid him tribute and did his bidding without question.  The kind of inmate who didn’t need to bribe guards (although he kept them well paid anyway), because with one phone call to the outside he could have any guard’s family battered or worse.  The real boss of Chelmsford prison was not the Governor, It was Eddie McGuire, or actually, Mister McGuire to anyone but his closest confidants.

Eddie was in for life, but Eddie still ran one of the most successful criminal gangs on the outside.  Eddie wanted for nothing on the inside, the only thing he couldn’t have was freedom. And now Eddie had me!

Four month’s ago Eddie approached me and said he was impressed with how a faggot little man like me had set myself up.  He said he had no problems with the way I lived, as long as I bought my ‘special concessions’ from him, and as long as he got ten percent of any cash that I had smuggled inside.  From the look on Bill’s face I knew I had choice but to comply.  I figured it was just life in the nick and what the hell I had plenty of money working for me outside.

Then about a month after that I was sitting in the cell I shared with Bill wondering what was taking him so long to do the daily rounds of bribes and trading when I had an unexpected visitor.  One of Eddie’s minders came in to the cell and said,

“Bill won’t be back.  In fact he ain’t going anywhere any more.  When the fracas is over, you get your ass down to Eddie’s you little toerag.”

I wondered what the fuck he was on about, but next minute 2 prison officers came in and turfed me out. They searched the cell from top to bottom removing all my contraband and luxuries.

“You can go back in now arsehole.” One of the guards sneered. “Bill has had an accident and won’t be back.  You’re on your own until we re-assign you to another cell.  Sleep well sweetie!” The guard crooned and sauntered off.

I was scared shitless but knew better than to ignore the summons to Eddie’s cell.  I hurried down, minder-less for the first time since my arrival.  Eddie was waiting for me.  He was a slim man in his fifties, but sinewy with muscle.  I had heard he had choked more than one man to death with his bare hands.

Eddie wasted no time explaining the situation; Bill had been withholding some of the money I was supposed to pay Eddie.  Bill was now a permanent guest of the hospital and would never walk again.  Bill had fucked up big time.  And more importantly, Bill was my minder so I was responsible for his actions.  I tried to explain the situation; that I didn’t know Bill was skimming from the tribute I was supposed to pay.  Eddie quickly went on to explain that he didn’t give a fuck, that my girly ass belonged to him now.  I was going to become his accountant, his financial adviser, and I was going to pay him for the privilege of his protection.

I was moved into a cell next to Eddie that evening. What could I do? I had to have a minder otherwise I would be every hard man’s toy. I complied with Eddie’s wishes. I managed his funds and barter inside and I paid my tribute. After a couple of weeks I though I had nearly a better set up than before. Then some changes started to happen and at first I didn’t realise how drastically they would affect me.

Eddie had me organise some women’s clothing be bought in.  We had become sort of friendly; well as friendly as you could get as an underling; probably because a little chap like me was no threat to him.  He showed me some fashion magazines that he had bought in and pointed out some skirts, blouses, suits, and lingerie.  I have to say I was not suspicious at this stage, fashion mags in jail were poor mans porn that you didn’t have to hide them from the guards. I had also come to find out that some of the other effeminate inmates dressed as women and performed sexual favours for money. I also knew some of the more powerful prisoners had ‘wives’, crossdressed men who lived with them in their cells in homosexual relationships, either for protection or because they were just queer.  The guards turned a blind eye or took part of their take from the ‘working girls’; either way, I wasn’t really interested. 

I figured Eddie had me order in the clothing either to sell to the ‘working girls’ or he had his own ‘wife’ hidden away somewhere discrete in the jail.  I was really puzzled at how much interest he had me show in ordering the lingerie and shoes. He took special care in selecting sizes. Together we poured over the catalogues and I feigned interest as much as I could. I agreed with him that high heels looked lovely on a nice set of legs, but were hardly practical for a crossdressed inmate to get around the jail.

“You fucking nonce!” He laughed, his voice roughened from forty cigarettes a day. “She won’t be wearing them around the nick, just in my cell, and mainly on my cot.” He laughed again.

We spent ages looking at stockings and pantyhose.  He told me how much he loved nylons on a shapely leg and had me order in large quantities of fully-fashioned stockings and sheer to the waist pantyhose in many different shades.  I explained to Eddie that they would cost a fortune, as even the guards who were on the pad didn’t like prisoners having nylons because they were an ideal medium for suicide by hanging.  One or two inmates in the past had suicided by hanging themselves with a stocking.

“Just get on with the order, secretary!” he scowled.  “Just fucking pay the price! Just fucking do what your told!” 

I hated upsetting Eddie in any way as he scared me to death, and now I leapt to my feet to make the deal with the bent guards and pay their ridiculous prices for the smuggled in lingerie and other girly items.  Another thing I didn’t like was that for a week or so Eddie kept calling me his ‘secretary’ for some reason. I figured it related in some way to me being his accountant. 

Then the fateful day happened. Today!

I could walk around the jail with immunity now that I was ‘one of Eddie’s’.  I had sometimes seen other inmates point to me and I overheard them referring to me as ‘Eddie’s new secretary’.

“Oh yes, I can see what he sees in her.” One ‘noncer’ said, which I found puzzling.

It was just after dinner when I returned to my cell to find one of the prison ‘wives’ waiting for me.  I had seen him before and knew him as Craig, one of Eddie’s underlings.  I only just recognised him though as he made a quite attractive and convincing woman.

“Fuck off you poofter!” I shouted at him, her, It!  “Don’t you know who I work for!”

“Oh I know darling,” she cooed at me. “ And Eddie said it’s time.  You’re coming with me honey.   I’m going to prepare you for him.”

“What the fuck are you talking about,” I said.

“Look honey, my name is Carmel and I work for Eddie.  And you’re coming with me and I’m going to show you how to transform yourself for Eddie.” Carmel said calmly.

“I still don’t know what the fuck you are talking about.” I said

“Well honey is you look over your shoulder you will see ‘Iron Bar’ Steve.  You can either be transformed by him or by me ok?” Carmel crooned.

I turned around, and sure enough, there was ‘Iron Bar’, Eddies enforcer. He was grinning at me and slapping a piece of steel pipe in the palm of his hand.  I made my decision and nodded to Carmel who led me out of my cell down into E Block.  E Block was pretty much deserted and I had heard rumours that it was a part of the prison used by prisoners and guards alike for activities the general population didn’t need to know about.

Carmel led me into one of the bathrooms in block and turned into the small room where a big old white bath sat.  It was full of steaming soapy water.

“Strip and get in sugar,” Carmel said.

I looked around saw all manner of soaps, shampoos, razors and such.

“Fuck off hag fag,” I sneered at Carmel.

“Steve, she wants you!” Carmel yelled out the door, and sure enough there was ‘Iron Bar’ with a smirk on his face, smacking his trusty pipe into the other palm. Carmel pushed her face right into mine.

“You don’t seem to understand do you Mike? You either do exactly as I say, which is what Eddie wants; or, I let Steve there take you for the last walk you’ll ever have!”

I now realised the severity of the situation but was still confused. Although enough to do exactly what Carmel said or I would have my legs broken in such a way they would never mend.  I shucked off my clothes and lowered myself into the bath.  Carmel threw me a loofah and said “Scrub!” So I did.  Then she sat on the edge of the bath and took one of the disposable razors from a pack.  I was not surprised that one of Eddie’s ‘girls’ would access to an item that anyone else in the prison population could never get.

Carmel lifted my leg and stated shaving it.  I tried to pull my leg away and she held it tight, gave me a stern look, then glanced towards the door where Steve was lounging outside. I surrendered.

“Watch how I do this hon,” Carmel said,  “you doing this shit yourself from now on.”

Then it dawned on me what was happening, the significance of the word ‘transform’; the reason Carmel was shaving my legs.  I felt numb.  I couldn’t comprehend why Eddie would do this to me.  I was in a trance as Carmel fished shaving my legs and then the soft down on my arms.  She shaved my face and rubbed moisturiser onto it.  Then she led me out of the bath and dried me off.  I was just like a mannequin that Carmel could move around and pose as she liked.  Carmel led me to the part of the bathroom that had about ten sinks and mirrors lined up along the wall. It wasn’t until later that I took notice that the usual stainless steel mirrors had been replaced with glass and that each of the mirrors had a bright light over it.  One of the sinks had a high stool set up in front of it and Carmel sat me on it.

“Now pay attention honey, you need to learn how to do this,” she said.

I noticed that on the shelf below the mirror was a large assortment of makeup.  Carmel took a damp sponge and applied generous amounts of foundation to my face, cooing at how lovely my skin was and that I didn’t need to use 'dermablend' or other such heavy-duty foundation.  After she had applied the foundation to my face and neck she picked up brush and applied a slightly lighter coloured powder to set my face.  She rouged my cheeks, accenting my high feminine cheekbones.  She fussed around my eyes applying liberal amounts of eyeshadow, eyeliner, and mascara. She then finished with another light dusting of powder. All the time Carmel was explaining to me how I would need to learn how to apply my own makeup. I was still too dazed to really accept what was happening. The final touch was the application of a bright red nail polish to my toe and fingernails.

Then Carmel reached under the sink and opened a cupboard.  She pulled out three wigs sitting on wig stands and I noticed there were a lot more in there.  Carmel looked at me seriously for awhile then selected a blonde bob and pilled it on my head.  She turned me towards the mirror and made some adjustments.  I was shocked as I looked at myself; I looked stunning.  I couldn’t believe the transformation to my face.  I looked like a sexy, mid thirties, over made-up, slut.

“You like?” Carmel smiled at me.

“I look like a fucking woman!” I shrieked.

“Well that’s the idea stupid,” Carmel Laughed. “Follow me.”

I followed her out of the bathroom, stark naked and with my face made up to look like a whore. ‘Iron Bar’ Steve followed at a menacing distance.  Carmel led me into a cell in a set of six on the next level up.  The five others around it were all deserted but the cots were made up with what looked like satin sheets and comforters.

“This is your workroom honey, hope you like it,” Carmel said as she led me inside the cell.

I couldn’t believe it, the oversized cot was made up with satin sheets and a full sized wardrobe was open and hanging there were the clothes that Eddie had made me help him pick out.  Four pairs of different coloured high heels were arranged on the bottom of the wardrobe and in the drawers that were pulled open was the lingerie Eddie had spent so much time selecting with me. Now I knew why! Carmel led me over to the bed and sat me down.

“Well I guess I better show you how to dress too,” she said.  “Eddie was quite specific about what you were to wear for him tonight.”

Carmel selected a pair of shiny, sheer to the waist taupe pantyhose and rolled them up my legs. She stood me up and showed me how to pull them tight around my arse.  The nylon felt cool and slippery on my legs, not unpleasant. I had always loved to run my hands up a nyloned thigh but had never imagined what it would be like to wears them.  I nearly died when Carmel put her hands inside the gusset of the hose and grabbed my cock and pushed back between my legs. The tight nylon held it snugly against my ass.

“There,” Carmel said, “lets get that little thing out of the way shall we?” she laughed.

I heard Steve laugh at the door and realised to my humiliation that he was watching the proceedings. Next Carmel pulled a pair of silky nylon peach coloured full cut panties from the drawer with a matching bra.

“Here,” she said, handing me the panties, “put these on while I get the breastforms”.

I didn’t know what the fuck she was talking about, Breastforms?  I slid into the panties, the silky nylon of the panties created little electric shocks of pleasure as they rubbed against the sheer nylons as they slid up my legs.  Carmel turned around and was holding two perfectly formed small breasts, one in each hand.  She put them down and put the bra on me then placed each of the plastic breasts in each cup.

“There is some adhesive in the dresser draw that has instructions on how to adhere the breastforms to your chest. You can learn to do that later.  The way I’m dressing you tonight it won’t matter you just need the shape.” Carmel said, sounding serious about subject totally alien to me.

I was still in shock as to what was happening to me when Carmel sat me down again and lifted my feet one by one and placed a back shiny high heel on each one.  She pulled out a little jewellery box from out of a draw in the base of the oversize cot. 

“For fuck sake keep this locked away from now on and never lend your jewellery to any of the other girls.” Carmel said very seriously.

‘My jewellery!’ ‘Other girls!’ ‘My workroom!’ What the fuck is happening to me I wanted to scream.  I kept my cool though, I realised I had no choice but to succumb to the ministrations of this freak man/women who was dressing me or have ‘Iron Bar’ Steve cripple me for life.  One I saw Eddie I knew I could convince him that he had his little joke and that I would make up for what ever mistake I had made as soon as I got back to work as his finance manager, back in the general population of the jail.

Carmel selected a simple gold ankle chain and fastened it around my slim ankle.  The gold twinkled in the light against the sheen of the sheer nylon. Carmel put two gold bands around my right wrist, and a simple but elegant, gold ladies watch on my left.  She placed another simple gold chain around my neck, for which hung a black onyx stone set in gold.  She clipped matching earrings to my ears.

“We’ll pierce your ears tomorrow hon,” she said humming away as she worked.

Like fuck you will, I though to myself.  Next Carmel had me stand and I teetered on the high heels, steadying myself by holding on to her. 

She smiled, “You’ll soon get used to them.”

I thought again, like fuck I would because after tonight I’ll never need to wear them.  Eddie will see this is a mistake. Carmel selected a satin waist-cincher that matched my bra and panties and pulled it tight around my waist.  My already un-masculine body was now positively effeminate.  My smooth long legs enhanced by the sheer hose, my arse had been pushed out slightly by the squeeze of the cincher, my false tits that just proportional to my small build, and my little waist. I looked like a well looked after thirty-year-old woman.

Next Carmel took a cream coloured silk blouse and pulled it up my arms and buttoned up the front.  It was open down to the second button and showed a hint of my peach bra.  Next she had me step into a peach nylon half slip, that again matched my bra and panties.  It too gave me little electric shocks of pleasure as it slid up my nyloned legs. Carmel reached into the wardrobe and pulled out a hanger on which there was a bark blue women’s business suit.  I remember Eddie picking it out of a catalogue and wondered at the time why his ‘working girls’ would need something so sophisticated.  But along with nurse’s uniforms and other fetish clothing I figured it was just to pander to some expensive punter’s peccadilloes.

Carmel had me step into the skirt and pulled it up my legs and fastened it around my waist. She straightened my blouse, ensuring it was tucked in and then surprised me as reached under the skirt and pulled the half-slip that had become rucked up when I donned the skirt.  I got another of those little electric shocks of pleasure form her hands straightening the slip and touching my stocking legs.  I looked down and was surprised to see a pair of sexy pantyhosed legs showing from below the hem of a navy blue skirt that was six inches above my knee.  Attached to those legs were a pair of sexy nylon encased feet, the red toenails showing though the gossamer nylon.  Around one slim ankle a gold bracelet reflected a glint of light.

Finally Carmel helped me into the matching jacket and led me over to a full-length mirror that was attached to the wardrobe door.  I was amazed! Staring back at me was a gorgeous woman in her mid thirties. Her bottle – blonde hair and over made-up face atop the cream blouse and navy blue power suit made her look sophisticated but strumpet like.  Carmel spun me around so I could see my side and rear.  My ass stuck out provocatively and stretched the material of the skirt taught against my arse. It was forced that way by the pull of cincher and stance I had to adopt to remain on feet in the high heels. The rear of the skirt had a small split that showed about another six inches of the back of my nyloned thighs.

Just then I saw hand reflected in the mirror as it grabbed my arse.  It was Steve.

“You look great,” he growled as he pawed my arse and legs.

“Get the fuck off her Steve or I’ll tell Eddie,” Carmel screamed smacking Steve’s hand away.

Steve retired to the door sheepishly.

“You know Eddie always gets them first!” she yelled after him.

Then the full light of the situation dawned on me.  As I looked at the reflection of the trampy woman in the business suit I realised she looked just like a caricature of the ‘sexy secretaries’ I had seen posing in porn magazines just before they stripped off their clothes, page by page.

Now I knew why Eddie had called me his secretary! Oh my god! He had been planning this for weeks, having me help him pick out clothes, obviously getting his ‘girls’ to find out my sizes for clothes and shoes.  And now I had no choice but to be Eddie’s ‘sexy secretary’ or suffer an agonising beating and the loss of my limbs!

“Mike, now you are Michele, you look beautiful. I hope you enjoy your first time as much as I did,” said Carmel as she slid past me and out the door.

And that is how I became to be dressed as a woman and standing in the far corner of a darkened cell on E Block of Chelmsford Correction Facility for Men, and waiting for the most dangerous inmate in the jail.

To be continued………………………………..

I sit up and look back at him. It only takes a slight smile to melt him. His tail starts to wag, wiping the coffee table clean and paying no attention to the damage he’s doing. Now I know what he has in his mind. And what I have in mine.

I sit and while looking into his eyes, I reach for the buttons of my shirt and start unbuttoning from the top. His sign that bitch is nearly ready. He slowly walks to me and licks my open, almost panting mouth. I don’t berate him. I enjoy him, his love, his caring, his want, his need. Slowly I tease with the buttons, going too slow with the unbuttoning process. He dips his head to my hands, noses my hands and looks in my eyes again. I don’t move. He noses my hands again. Still I do not move. He noses my hands aside and sticks his nose down the throat of my shirt and licks between my breasts. He knows. I know. I undo buttons now until my shirt is hanging open. He walks close and almost humanlike, with his nose, he opens first one side of my shirt, then the other. The edges of the shirt hanging outside my breasts, he retreats a step backwards. He looks at my eyes, then at each breast, then back into my eyes. An imperceptive smile starts everything.

He lies on the floor and crawls towards me whimpering almost. His chin first rests on my knee, his eyes darting up and down from my eyes to my nipples and back again. He raises his head a little and noses one nipple. It hardens immediately, the areola tightening and puffing up, capped with a proud nipple of nice proportions. Finally he sits on his haunches.

He licks one nipple, it’s shiny with his saliva. I touch it, pinch it gently as he licks at just the very tip exciting it even more. He looks up at me and nods down to lick the other taut nipple. We do this several times, switching from breast to breast. His cock starts to protrude from his sheath. At first it looks menacing, a single evil eye looking for blood. I lick my fingers and touch it as he looks right in my eyes. At first it almost goes back in, but with my rubbing, it quickly comes back out. I tenderly run my wet fingers around it, up and down all that is protruding from his sheath. More of his cock comes out. I rub more. I lick my whole hand and take is cock into my soft grip. A slight whimper escapes his mouth against my breast.

I kneel and unbutton my jeans. Baby is dancing around me, yipping and very excited. I peel my jeans and panties down over my hips and sit again. I pull my pants and panties down and off my legs. I throw my shirt off my shoulders. Baby stops moving. He looks at first my eyes, then, my breasts again, down my belly to his place of happiness. He licks my mouth again, twice and steps back a little. I lie back on the floor and spread my legs. It is like a magnet to hip. He immediately has his snout in my most private place. He licks, a long lap right up and between my slit. My lips open to his mouth like a flower, dewy and warm. He licks gently, but with enough pressure to make it known that he wants all of it. His tongue goes increasingly deeper and deeper the longer he licks at me. I moan and sigh and almost climax from the wonderful sensations he is giving me.

I reach for his back leg to pull him sideways to me. I see his wonderful cock and gently grasp it with adoring fingers. I pull him closer and closer until his extended cock is near my lips. I blow warm air on the tip. He whimpers and his hips involuntarily start a slight humping movement. I pull my head up and take his cock between my lips. My tongue washes over the tip. My cheeks hollow as I suckle. He abandons his licking to get the greatest extent of personal feeling of what I am doing for him. His tongue hangs from his mouth. He pants loudly as I suckle as much of his cock that I can get in my mouth. My lips are at the start of what will become his heavenly knot. I suck and drink his precum. I swallow it greedily.

I let his cock slip from my mouth and lie my head down. He is up now, nudging at my side, my hips, trying to roll me over. I tease him for a second as he whimpers and almost cries. I start to roll with him straddling my legs. I pull my legs up under me to his favorite position. His tongue adores all that is exposed. He tastes my cunt, my ass, all over my butt and halfway up my back. His cock is jerking and dripping. I spread my legs so he can stand between. My hips up, head down in a subordinate sign of….."Take me".

He licks at my cunt, again it opens to his ministrations. His tongue goes deep this time rasping against my tender folds driving me animalistic. My juices start to flow. I can almost feel them seeping out of me. I feel him lurch up, his chest settling over my hips. Surprisingly gentle, he gets his position, just very gently probing at my wetness. Then……..I feel his want, his need. His front paws grasp my hips with almost alarming strength. I feel his back legs jumping, his cock right at the brink. Just barely touching my soft lips. Then, without any warning, his hips thrust forward. His cock drives into me, deep and he holds deep like this for one, two, three seconds as I feel him still growing in my heated channel. I can feel his knot start to form filling just inside my stretched lips.

Then he starts his dance of love. First a hard deep thrust which makes him nearly penetrate my cervix, he withdraws, not so slowly this time and rams his cock deep again. Now I feel it in my cervix. It must be tight for him that deep because he never withdraws again until this dance is over. With short and very strong thrusts, he absolutely fucks me out of my mind. My first orgasm makes me scream loudly. It seems to incite him to harder thrusts. His paws hold my hips and pull me back on his wonderful cock. His knot is starting to stretch me tight. He is all in now, his knot buried for the duration. My second orgasm is a repeat of the first but lasts agonizingly long, maybe 3 minutes. Even with the pressure of his knot, I feel his long cock swell even larger and seemingly deeper into me. His thrusts are now erratic, although short, but very deep in my body. Deeper than any, ever before.

His paws pull me, his hips thrust into me, he whimpers and nuzzles my neck, licks at the nape. His orgasm explodes in my depths. I can almost feel his cum shooting through his cock as it pumps into me. Again and again and again his seed fills my womb, my whole being. Another very extreme orgasm wracks my whole body as his cock pumps seemingly gallons of his cum into me. Each pump of his cock causes my orgasm to go higher and higher until it erupts like a volcano. Both our juices leak out around his throbbing cock and knot to run down my legs. It is so nastily exciting to be Baby’s bitch. I have no cum left to cum again, but he is yet still filling me more and more. I am so very full of his precious cock, his heavenly knot, his seed that makes this all worthwhile.

He pants and drools on my back, but he stays calm, apparently knowing he would tear me if he tried to depart. This is part of the love we have for each other. I treat him as he wants, he treats me as I wish. It just seems to be an understanding between us.

Finally with enough pulling pressure, his cock literally pops out of me and my cunt gushes Baby’s seed, my cum. I collapse as my body empties. Baby takes care of his own hygiene, then tends to mine as I lay exhausted, slightly sore, relaxed and completely satiated. I wake several hours later, warmed by Baby’s body tight against my side.

“Let’s move you to your bed.”  I rubbed my hands under her arms and lifted her torso up.  Helping her to her feet, I picked her Royal Garments up from the ground and laid them on top her bed sheets.  Dakota left to her washroom to wipe down her sweat.

I opened the door, walked out, and closed it behind me.  I was so embarrassed; the one amazingly cute sentry just had to be the one standing outside to hear that.  The first thing out of his mouth was a preprogrammed question in any event of hearing anything remotely odd from the young master’s quarters.

“Is the Queen alright?”

“She’s fine, thank you.”  He then waved is arm down the hallway where one of the Prince’s guards awaited me.  No one without extreme reasons was ever permitted in close proximity to Dakota’s quarters.  Security was one reason, a situation such as the one the two sentries had just heard then was another.  I proceeded to the guard.

As we walked down the hall to the Prince, the guard began ranting to me.

“My young master as been brutally mistreated by your prison system.”

“He was seen as a commoner and admitted to nothing, he mentioned nothing of who he was.  He was treated as one who would disrespect the Queen and her empire so close after an attempted usurp.  Only few brave enemies would do something as foolish, and no allies.  I would even call in question his loyalty to our treaty; entering our empire on false pretenses to gain access to our prison systems.  If he were any lower in your social system, we might have held him under conditions that he was a spy.” 

I could not believe what I had just said.  Never had I been so bold.  I liked the Prince.  But my power must have been rising to my head; I had to protect myself, the empire, the Queen.

The guard seemed to fall back a bit in surprise as to what I had just said as well.

“So just that you know, and against my master’s wishes, the Prince was using a false shell to project his true image to onlookers, you would not recognized him were you to see him in his true physical form now, his wounds are so deep and grotesque.  He does not wish your master to know her empires own brutality.”

“I would see it only fit then, that you keep your young master’s wish and not put your own loyalty into question by holding your tongue a bit better.”  Living among such high class people for my entire life apparently did leave its mark on me.  It did not help that I flat out was offended from the tone in that man’s voice.  He seemed rather accusing.

The last bit of the walk was silent.

“And this must be the most beautiful Confidant to the most captivating, Queen Dakota,” were Prince Elijah’s meeting words with me as he bowed.  I bowed back a bit speechless.  “You have a very wise Queen indeed, I only wish my father and mother would have provided me with such a companion through my upbringing.”

“I thank you most highly,” I responded, unsure of what to say.

“To get to my explanation, I merely broke free from my sleepy guards to watch as your Princess was crowned Queen.  I had heard that she was the most beautiful Princess in the history of your empire and was not about to miss a chance to see her.  At the bowing, I simply chose not to bow for it is not in any law that one royalty should bow to another.  When your sentries came to take me, I thought that an adventure was about due for me so I said nothing.”

He was of the most peculiar sort.  Among the most handsome men I have ever seen with the self defined freedom of a child and a strange masochistic love of the unforeseen.

“In all respects young lord,” a guard responded, “it is not that our nation’s Royal Guards are so unskilled, but is that you are possibly the most powerful of all the Mages, and with such power, it has always been a child’s game to you in your containment.”

“My parents are so hypocritical,” the Prince began.  “They tell me to begin exploring the women of my choosing to find a potential bride, but they let not me seek outside our small borders.  At the hearing of the most beautiful of anything, I had to come and investigate.  And in seeing your young Queen, I do think that the rumors of her are most unjust, for she is not merely the most beautiful of your Royal Kin, but the most beautiful of all the planet.”

I could not believe what I was hearing.  The Prince, a Prince, a man of such captivation; saying such things about my Queen.  I was in shock; I was speechless.  So much so fast, all of this made me feel feeble, weak; I was doing no justice to my title, my empire, my Queen.

“Oh,” the Prince sprung as he had just remembered something.  He took his time though in enlightening us in what it was.  “I heard your conversation as you and my guard walked here, you are indeed a loyal and wise leader to your empire.  And for my guards, I am truly sorry for the show, in my jail time, I had to display such a progressively worsening shell to provide my captors with purpose.  When I was presented to the Queen, I was simply lost in my passion for the role I played and projected a new shell over my old one.  Your empire is quite harsh on traitors, but I see that is all for good reason.  For you and your Highest’s comfort, I was not injured in the slightest, though no worries, all Mages are not so powerful as I, many would have displayed some of such punishment.”

His words sent chills down my spine. 

“May I speak with you privately?” I asked immediately.  Prince Elijah waved his guards out.  They left as swift and quietly as the wind.

“How far can you hear?”   Did he here Dakota in her bedroom? 

“I can hear no further than any other man, it was from an untraceable enchantment I placed on all my guards when I met them that allowed me to hear through his own ears.  It’s a skill very few Mages possess, one which I mastered at an early age to escape my constant watch at the slightest whim.  You need to fear nothing, I cannot do such to your kind, only to mine, them which emit the small magic skin around them which will hold enchantments.”

I knew the last part, it was one of the few advantages our kind held against theirs.  It was my job to know every weakness of every enemy and ally alike; that kind of information is not used in any regard to discriminate against the two races.

Most interestingly though, I had also heard the stories of this Prince and his powers.  He was indeed strong; one of the strongest in many and many generations of their whole people.  He was awaited with great interests to become the next leader of their nation, of their race. 

Rarely do Princes marry at such a young time though, yet his King and Queen were encouraging such thoughts at his age, only nineteen.  I have only heard of the sort in teaching young men responsibility.  Maybe they figured that he would settle down with a wife and stop running about with no discipline.  But an infatuation with Dakota would prove troublesome. 

I’ve heard only too many times of the third highest law of their race, the law that prohibited any sort of devoted interest in a different raceman.  Elite teams of mage guards were permitted on rare occasions to suppress and retrieve offenders of that law in our land.  Our empire only let such incursions take place to keep the peace; ripping a Mage from his loved one would most certainly turn violent, and to prevent casualties on either side which would only arise in international tensions, we let them deal with their own kind under strict guidelines.  The most horrible death the Mage lords could devise awaited offenders back at their capital city.  None of such atrocities have happened in my lifetime that I remember.

I did not know if it would be wise to let such an important man become any closer to such an important girl.

Continued...

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Anyways, as i was saying, it was the first day of a new school, and it sucked being the new kid. I was rather early and so i went straight to home room, home room is only 20 minutes long, so it's not considered really a class. I asked the teacher is there was any assigned seats and she said know, so i plopped myself in the back corner of the room so as not to be noticed. Sooner or later people started arriving, then the bell rang and the straglers finally came in. Everyone seemed to know who everyone, and there i was, just sitting there watching everyone, talking about how their summers were, and who they hooked up, or dumped. All of a sudden i saw her. she was stunning, with dirty blonde hair just past her shoulders, gorgoues eyes, and a smile that could kill. It seemed that many of the guys knew her, cause they were all around her trying to get a word in. as always, i admired from affar.

I was just looking at her when i felt a tap on my shoulder, i looked and saw this guy sitting next to me. he introduced himselft, his name was alex, he asked me if i was new, and i said "yeah". he seemed like a pretty cool guy, he said that he was the "new kid" last year and that it was a little awkward. he also played baseball, and football. he saw that i was looking at the girl, and he sorta told me about her.

" Her name is Kristin, she is probably one of the most popular girls in school, she's into soccer, and she is really athletic" he said, then he said " Every guy wants to be with her, but it never happens, she's not really one of the sluts of the school, i mean she's not shy, but isn't easy." By this time i was really interested in what he was saying, then i asked," how do you know so much about her?" he replied with " oh, that's easy, cause she's my twin sister." at that statement my jaw just dropped, i was totally stunned, i looked a him, then looked at her, then i saw it. they really did look like twins. he got the biggest kick out of it though, i started to apologize and he said " that's okay, i get it all the time, as long as you dont ask me to hook you up with her, it's all good". i was really relieved with that. i assured him that i wouldn't ask, he said cool, then asked for my schedule. i had one other class with him, and two with her. my class with him was right before lunch, and he said i could hang with him at lunch, and he would introduce me to people.

the bell finally rang and i headed to my next period class. i didnt really stand to talk to anyone, seeing as how i didnt know anyone. but as i walked the halls i saw many girls staring and whispering about me, i do have to admit that i am rather attractive. i passed one group of girls and there, in the middle, was kristin. she wasnt really paying attention as i walked by, but her friends sure did.

i walked into class and sat down again, in the back. it was english, not really one of my stronger subjects, but i managed. i got through that class okay, then walked to my second period class, pre calculus. again, no assigned seats, so i sit in the back. as im sitting down i look up, and in walks kristin, looking more beautiful than ever. she sits a couple of seat in front of me, and to the right. a bunch of her friends sit around her, and a few guys around them. they start whispering and i just look down and open up my notebook, when i look up, they're all looking at me, but quickly look down. i just look straight ahead and do my work. after that class i go to third, which i have with alex. i sit down and he comes shortly after me and sits down next to me. we have government together, which i boring, but at least i know somebody. it goes by pretty quickly, then we head to lunch. i hang with alex, and he introduces me to some other guys who also play football. they considered most of themselves as second strings and not that important, they were pretty popular, but the first strings were more popular. they said that this year the team was going to be really good, but they had just one problem, they needed a quarterback, lucky for me, i was one.

lunch ended and i headed to fourth period (we only have 5), chemistry, real fun. i asked if there was assigned seats, and there was, the teacher had also randomly selected partners. i sat down and waited for the bell to ring, sure enough, kristin walks in with a group of her friends, the teacher Miss. Knowland, points kristin in direction to her seat, right at me! she walks towards me and sits down, i have my head straight down trying to avoid eye contact. then i hear her voice, like angels singing, she says " arent you in my home room and math class" i mummble a " yeah", she then says " you're friends with my brother right?" another " yeah" comes from my mouth. by this time im looking straight into her stunnings eyes, she sticks out her hand and says " hi, im kristin", i take it and feel her soft skin, then reply " hey, im daniel." we sort of chat a while and her personality is better than her body. it's wierd cause i didn't feel that shy around her, not like i do around other girls. unfortunetly class ends and she says by, and i go to the locker room, cause football is the last period. i talk to the coach and he want me to " show him my stuff" so i suit up and head to the field, as im walking to the middle of the field with alex, i look over and see kristin, she's a cheerleader! i mummble to alex " you didnt tell me your sister was a cheer leader!" he smartly responds " you didnt ask.'

* part 2 coming soon, and the interaction with kristin and daniel becomes more fregquent

   I was on my way out the door when my girlfriends sister (Dana) got home from her friends. Shes 15 years old and about 5'9" 110 lbs and has bigger tits then my girlfriend but no that much of an ass but nice enuf to fuck. She asked me where everyone was and i told her they went for ride to town. She looked at me wierd for a few seconds and looked away and asked where i was going i said i was going for a swim. She said she will come along to so i told her I'll meet her at the beach.

   I checked the water and it was nice and warm. I heard someone coming behind me and i turned around and it was Dana with a towel wrapped around her body. So i asked her do you wanna go in to the water now so we did and it was the best thing i felt so far today ;). About half hour to about a hour i got out to lay on the beach. About ten minutes later Dana got out and sat beside me.

   She sat there for a minute or two saying nothing but i knew she was thinking of doing something. I thought nothing of it and just laid back and closed my eyes and i guess she noticed my eyes were closed and she got naked beside me without me knowing. All of sudden i felt something touching by cock and i opened my eyes real quick to see if there was something trying to crawl on dick like a crab or bird or some shit but then my eyes widened when is saw her. There she was naked in front of me bending over with her hands pulling my pants off. I asked want she was doing and she said she always liked me since i started to come over and she wanted to fuck me but never had a chance since chelsea was always with me. She asked if she could suck my dick i tried to say no but i mind was blank because i couldnt believe this was happening to me it was like some porn movie to me.

   Before i could say something she started to lick the tip of my 7 to 8 inch dick (IDK i dont measure my cock) dick till it got real hard and she started to suck it. This was actually happening to me so i just decided to go along with it i grabbed her big tits and started to squeeze them. She got on top of me in the 69 position so i got  a nice view of her ass and pussy but by looking at it i couldnt tell that she was a virgin. so i started to lick her pussy and ass switching between each one every now and then.

   She stopped sucking my cock and moved up and sat on my stomach she turned around and told me that she was gonna stick my cock in her pussy but she said she was a virgin and she was gonna control it first until she got used to it. She got up grabbed my stiff cock and gently slid it in her pussy very slowly. this was the best feeling ever for me and probably for her too. At first she started off slow then she started going faster and faster. This lasted 10 minute or so and she got off and told me to fuck her doggystyle. I wasnt gonna treat this girl special just i took her virginity i was gonna pound her pussy so hard and fast she is gonna want more and more. So I stuufed my cock in her pussy and started ramming it real fast for a good twenty minute until i was goona come so i told her and she pulled out and statrted to stroke my cock and lick it till i came on her chest. She was looking up at me and started to lick the come off my dick and sucked it dry.

 Just then I realized how dark it was and noticed that her Dad was pulling in with his truck and we got dressed and went back to the house. I told her that she cant tell anyone and ever since then we do it every once and awhile when chelseas not around and she is the best cock sucker around that i had.

    Well thats my story i decided to tell this one because it was my first experince like this and with her and was the best fuck i had for awhile. Tell me what you think of it and rayte me Thanks.




 

"Nate, get in here, we're opening presents," I heard my aunt call.  I sighed and set down the guitar before heading back into the thick of people, some of whom I didn't even know.  One of these people was a good friend of the mother of the birthday boy.  As I squeezed by her to get a soda from the fridge I noticed that she was pretty cute.  Her name, I heard, was Erica.  I subtly examined her more closely, her husband was sitting on the couch watching nascar, a beer in his hand.  Erica's breasts, despite her 2 children had not sagged greatly, they stood firm under her orange top, she was about 5'5".  I estimated she was in her early 30's.  The upper-midwest was experiencing a heatwave over the weekend, temperatures had spiked from normally 60 to the mid-80's.  Because of this, Erica was wearing some extremely sexy short jean shorts. As my eyes made it up to her face and her cute brown eyes, she glanced at me and smiled. I began to move over towards her.

"Hey, I'm your friends' cousin Nate."  

"Hi, I'm Erica Thomas-Johnson, I've known your cousin since we were teenagers."  She smiled at me.

"Uh-oh," I said jokingly, "a three-named woman."  She laughed half-heartedly, before glancing at her husband, transfixed by the cars going around and around on the screen, and frowning.  

"I try to keep myself looking nice for him but he doesn't seem to care at all, I feel like I'm 50 the way he looks at me." 

I was somewhat surprised she had said such a thing to me, seeing as how I'd just met her.  I wasn't sure what to say, but she kept talking so it didn't matter.  

"I remember when I met him at college, he was so full of life, sometimes I wish I could go back to being a teenager, enjoy it while you can."  I smiled, I enjoyed where the conversation was going.  "So Nate, do you have a girlfriend?"

"Right now, no, my last girlfriend went off to college at the end of the summer, we felt it was best not to try a long-distance relationship," I answered.  She smiled in a sympathetic sort of way before she reached up and brushed my shaggy hair back from my eyes in a comforting sort of way.  My heart skipped a beat at her touch, she wasn't the best-looking girl I'd ever seen, but it gave a special sort of turn-on to have this adult married woman obviously attracted to me.

I smiled, holding her hand in mine and pulling it away from my face, not wanting any of the other adults to see us flirting like this.

"I'm sorry," she said, "I didn't mean to... it's just you seemed..."

"It's okay Erica," I said.   

She looked up at me sadly before walking away.  I stood there, wondering if I had just ruined something that could have been great.  

Slouching, I walked back to the back room again, finding the guitar where I'd left it and going back to re-learning "Wake Me Up When September Ends."  After about 10 minutes I heard someone come in the door behind me, I didn't bother to look because I had just gotten to the solo and wanted to nail it.  Besides, I figured it was just a relative coming to tell me that we were going to have cake soon or something.

"You're pretty good," Erica said.  Startled, the pick hit the wrong strings, causing me to hit the guitar with my palm in frustration.  "Sorry!" she said. 

"It's fine, I thought you were my mom or something," I said.  I realized immediately this was the wrong thing to say to this woman who clearly was annoyed with the way her marriage was so dull.  She frowned and turned to leave the room.  "Wait, I didn't mean it, I mean, I didn't mean to..." before I knew it, I had jumped up and was holding her shoulders, trying to keep her from leaving me in solitude again.  She turned and I was shocked to see that her eyelashes had teardrops clinging to them.  "Oh my gosh, please, I'm sorry" I said, startled. 

She smiled up at me before sobbing and burying her face into my shoulder.  I held her tight, whispering comforting words to her.  She was incredibly beautiful right now, she tried to smile through her sobs but failed.  I chuckled at the facial expression this failure caused, this caused her to break into a full laugh.  We both laughed for a few moments before I looked down at my shirt and saw that her mascara had smeared all over it.  I quickly looked up, not wanting her to notice, but she already had.

"I'm so sorry! Oh my gosh," she stammered.  I smiled back at her.

"Not a problem," I said, I unbuttoned it and took it off, I had a plain grey t-shirt on under it.  She stared at my chiseled chest, my pectorals clearly defined through the tight t-shirt.  She glanced up and saw that I had noticed her eyes wandering.  She turned to go again, clearly embarassed but I grabbed her hand as she turned.  I started to say something but she shook me off.  

"Wait..." I said as she walked towards the door, but she didn't walk out, she quietly shut and locked the door.  She lokoed at me again and peeled her top off, showing me her red push-up.  I grinned and took a step towards her.  She lunged forwards, her hand probing over my crotch, finding my cock through my jeans and rubbing it up and down through the fabric.  Our tongues were wildly probing over each other, mine rolled through her mouth, down her chin and around her neck.  I pulled her bra down below her breasts.  Her still firm 34's popped out, I ran my tongue all over them, flicking her hard nipples, and running my tongue in circles around them.  She moaned loudly, she brought one of her great legs, which were definitely her best feature, up and placed it on the chair behind us.  I reached down with one of my hands and ran it up and down her thigh, I was a leg man, I loved touching them, licking them, just staring at them.  She stepped back and looked at me, lust in her eyes.  Her medium length brown hair was rumpled a bit from our wild make-out.  I pulled my shirt off and started to unbutton my jeans.  She leaped forward again, kissing my nipples and licking my chest, the feature that had set her over the top.  I sighed as I looked down at her, smelling the great scent of her hair, taking the opportunity to remove her bra.  She ran her tongue back up my body, and I embraced her in another wild make-out session

She slid herself back down my body, running her hands over my pecs and her tongue straight down my chest, before reaching my half-unzipped jeans.  She moaned at my 7" cock as it popped out.  She began to jack me off, she tried to fit her mouth around it but had trouble with its girth.  She looked up at me, slightly embarassed, I just smiled and nodded.  She tried again and got her lips around the head this time, I lightly pulled her head further down the shaft.  I heard her gag and I released her.  She stayed hwere she was though, gagging as she ran her tongue around my dick head, running her lips up and down the shaft.  Despite the fact that she probably hadn't engaged in a sexual act for awhiel she was pretty damn good.  I leaned back, holding her lead gently, adding a light thrust here and there as she slurped all over my cock.  After a few minutes my light thrusts had added up, she nearly had 6 inches in her mouth, her tongue was working incredible stuff though, she would actually try to thrust it up my dick hole.  Everytime she did this I gasped in both surprise and pleasure.  

I wanted to save my whole load for her pussy so I pushed her head back and off.  She looked up at me grinning, pleased with herself.  I pulled her back up to me and slapped her ass.  She pushed me onto the chair and started seductively lowering her shorts.  I smiled as her red-lace panties were revealed.  She started dancing like a slut, hooking her thumbs inside the waistband of her panties before pulling them down and stepping out of them.  She strode over to me.

"Let me at that pussy," I told her, trying to maneuver myself into a position to eat her out. 

"no, we don't know how much time we'll have in here, I need to be fucked, I have a few weeks of cum to unload for you.

I grinned and slammed my tongue into her, she moaned loudly.  She slowly lowered herself down onto my cock.  She gasped with every centimeter.  "Oh my god Jason's cock isn't nearly this thick," she yelled.  I shoved my tongue back into her mouth, worried someone would hear her yelling.  While doign that, I grabbed her hips and slammed her down my whole shaft in one motion.  She broke away from my kiss, "FUCKING SHIT! THAT'S HUGE, OH MY FUCKING GOD."  I didn't care, hearing her yell that just made me wild.  I started to slam up into her, she began bouncing, slowly at first but getting exponentially faster.  She screamed in pleasure as thousands of tingling pleasures ripped through her with every thrust. 

"Oh fuck!" she yelled with every thrust, "oh! oh!! OHHHH MYYY GAWWD!"  I pulled her off of me, and stood up.  I positioned her in front of the chair, lifting one of her legs up onto it and moving behind her.  She turned to look at me and I ran my tongue along her lips again, pulling back before she opened them.  She looked at me longingly as I pulled away, her face quickly changed from one of longing to one of pain and pleasure as without warning I slammed my cock into her from behind.  "AHHHHHHHHH! OHHH FUCK!" she shrieked louder than a private schoolgirl having her first orgasm.  I spanked her over and over while slamming myself deeper and deeper into her pussy.  She may have had 2 kids but her sexual experiences had been limited for years and her pussy had become just as tight as 15 years ago.  It was milking my cock better than any I'd ever had.  "Oh fuck Erica! Jesus, your pussy is so fucking tight!"  I shouted to her.  She seemed to take on another gear hearing me say this as she started to slam herself back into me, harder and harder, yelling louder and louder.  

"AHH YOU'RE SO FUCKING HUGE! OHHH MY FUCKING GOD, IT FEELS AMAZING! OH FUCK MY PUSSY! OHHH FUCKK IM CUMMING! IM CUMMING! IM FUCKING CUMMMMIIING! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" she was absolutely shrieking at the top of her lungs as I felt a waterfall flow out of her. I pulled out to allow all of it to stream down her legs, god those legs.  I lowered myself down and started to lick her thighs up and down wildly, my tongue wandered up to her pussy and I began to eat her out.  She screamed and shouted, yelled and shook.  I felt her collapse, legs lost all their strength.  She collapsed onto my waist, I picked her up and slammed her back down onto my cock again.  "FUUUUUUCK!" she yelled with the first thrust, I rolled over to get on top and wrapped one of her cum-soaked legs around my waist before hitting my 2nd gear, pumping wildly in and out of her.  "oh fuck yes! fuck yeah! FUUUCK YESSS! FUCKING GOD GIVE IT TO ME! OHHHHHHH! IM CUMMING AGAIN! OH MY FUCKKKIIING SHIT! AHHH SHIT!" I felt another orgasm shake through her.  I pulled out, sat down again and lowered herself, this time with her facing away from me, onto my cock again.  I started pumping up into her wildly, she bounced, screaming with every thrust, rubbing her cliterus and my balls.  She started to shake again, another orgasm was coming.  I grabbed her hips, pulled her down all the way to the hilt, and with her shouting at the top of her lungs, I turned both of us over, clutching her close to me as I rolled us over into the doggy style. 

I reached another gear, pounding her sore pussy like there was no tomorrow.  She looked back at me, yelling and moaning, her eyes looked glazed over, she hadn't come like this since her teen years.  I felt her shaking violently.  "FUCK YES! FUCK YES! FUUUUUCK YESSS! OH MY GOD IM GOING TO FUCKING CUM AGAIN! OHHHH MY GOD I JUST CAME ALL OVER YOUR FUCKING COCK! HOLY FUCK YOUR COCK OH I LOVE IT!!!"  

“Oh fuck, yes, Erica, ahhh you’re so tight.”  I yelled to her.  She was still screaming at the top of her lungs, most of it had become impossible to understand., it was just moans and shrieks of pleasure.  She started to shake again, I couldn’t believe how much cum she had built up, she was trembling, her legs shook violently as she collapsed onto her face, her ass raised high in the air, I had her hips in my hands and was pulling her back down my shaft and slamming into her.  

“FUCK NATE! FUCKKKK OH MY GOD YOU’RE SOOOO FUCKING GOOD! AHHHH I’M CUMMMMIINNNG, DON’T STOP! DON’T STOP! DON’T STOP! AHHHHHHHHH! THAT’S IT! RIGHT THERE! THAT’S IT! THAT’S IT!! THAT’S IIIITT FUUUUCK YEAHHHHH!”  I slammed 2 fingers up her asshole as I felt her about to orgasm, she shrieked in both pain and pleasure as I felt her cum, hard.  I picked her up and sat her down in the chair, laying on top of her.

She was in another world, yelling in pleasure even when I wasn’t in her.  I slammed my cock in again, all the way to the hilt in one thrust.  I felt her shaking again, her legs hooked around my waist and pulled me into her.  I was pumping her up and down, moaning at how good her pussy was milking my cock.  “Fuck yes Erica!” I shouted into her ear.  “OHHHH YEAHHH!” she yelled back to me, thrusting against me.  Our mid-sections crashed against one another over and over, I felt more of her cum exploding out of her pussy, seeping out past my cock and dribbling down her ass and onto the chair.  

I felt myself about to explode and started to drill my cock into her, faster than ever.  “AHHHHH FUCK! YES! NATE! OHHH MY FUCKKING GOD! YES FUCK ME! FUCKKKKK AHHH FUCK YES! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! IM CUMMING! OH FUCKKKK RIGHT THERE! THAT’S IT! FUCKK! OH MY GOD I WANT IT! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKKKKK!” she shrieked wildly, she was licking me everywhere her tongue could reach, her legs were shaking violently again, my mouth was exploring her tits, I felt myself reaching my limit.  I grabbed her cum-covered ass and pulled her even further down my shaft.  “Oh im gonna cum!” I yelled to her.

“CUM ALL OVER ME!FUCKKKK! OHHHHHH IM CUMMING AGAIN! AHHHHHHHHH” She was shaking uncontrollably, I pulled out and, she reached up and started to jack me off furiously, her hand was a blur on my cock.  I yelled out in pleasure as I felt my semen pour out and onto her.  I had never cum this hard, my cock felt like a fucking hose, my cum was pulsing through it and spraying all over her.  She moaned, screamed and gasped as she tried to catch as much in her mouth as she could.  I helped her with this, without warning my lust went crazy, I grabbed the sides of her head and jammed my cock deep into her throat, fucking her mouth as hard as I had been fucking her pussy moments earlier.  She was screaming and moaning as my cock was shoved down her throat.  I was still cumming and I sprayed ounces and ounces of semen into her.  She coughed, before spitting my cock out, jumping up and impaling herself on my cock again.  I couldn’t believe how wild she was.  I slammed her up against the wall and kept pumping her, I had recovered quickly.  “FUCKKKKK YES! MAKE ME CUM AGAIN! ONE MORE! OHHHHHHHH GODD I COULD FUCK YOU FOREVER! FUCKKK ME PLEEASE!”  I was pounding her harder than ever, her ass was being rammed up against the wall, her legs wrapped around my back, I shoved 4 fingers into her asshole and she shrieked wildly as she shook violently again, falling down to the floor, I stayed in her on the way down and pounded her wildly on the floor.  I felt myself cum again, spraying an incredible amount of cum into her just as she had her final orgasm.  I pulled out, she was shrieking in pleasure as she shot cum up into the air.  My cum was still exploding out of my cock all over her tits and the rest of her body.  She moaned, rubbing my seed all over her.  I jammed my tongue into her again, before lowering myself and eating her out wildly, my tongue flicking her clit and tongue fucking her for what seemed like hours.  After about 15 minutes of me relentlessly attacking her pussy she shrieked wildly one last time, shouting, writhing, her legs flailing around, thrusting her pussy into my face and pressing the back of my head down into her with both hands.  She screamed, and screamed and screamed as I felt her squirt cum into my mouth, an incredible amount.  Then she yelled, moaned and sighed before passing out.  I made out with her while she was semi-conscious before collapsing next to her and drifting off.

One of the young men she had discovered recently was a Canadian theology student named Paul.  He was now 17 years of age, and was among a select few in the advanced studies courses, over which Mother-Superior Hildegard presided.  Advanced studies were very difficult and required time-consuming hours of self-study in the Abbey's library.  The students who followed this course would eventually become leaders within the Church.  So it had come as a mild surprize when Sisters Eunice and Mari had informed her that young Paul had made advances, and fornicated with them at separate times.

Paul had been at St. Sebastiens for two years, but strict guidelines of her Order left any student under 16 off-limits to their letchery.  Paul was now 17 upon his return, and Hildegard knew that young Paul had never been with a woman under the age of fifty.  The two sisters who had been with him carnally that previous spring had informed her of his elder desires.

On this evening, Hildegard retired to her chambers and, facing a night alone with energy to spare, she retrieved one of her special candles.  She removed her habit, hanging it neatly in her closet, then stripped off her plain white under garments and lay naked on her bunk.  With a half dozen candles lighting her chamber, she began to rub her well used pussy with the cool wax phallus.  Her musky juices flowed as she tickled her elongated clitoris with her index finger.  Once her candle was well lubed by her juices, she aimed the ten-inch shaft at her needy hole and parted the heavy, thick lips of her labia with her fingers.  A single, well-aimed thrust sent the candle's entire length up into her vagina and she grunted deeply with lustful release.  As the tower bells began to ring mid-night, she quickly picked up a fuck-pace that sent shivers of delight through her body.  Her pussy walls gripped and released the phallus, and her hips began to rock and hump on the matress.

Paul had been studying and found questions he knew he would have to have the answers for before going to bed, otherwise he would never get to sleep.  He knew Mother-Superior Hildegard, his primary instructor, walked the halls before going to her chambers, and he hoped to catch up with her.  He knew where her chambers were, and headed that way in an attempt to intercept the elderly nun.  As he approached her chamber door, however, he saw the flicker of candle light under the bottom edge.  She had already turned in, he knew.

Paul started to turn away and head for his own chambers when he thought he heard a moan come from within the nun's chamber.  He hesitated and listened, again hearing the moan.  He started to knock at the door when another, deeper and longer moan was heard from within.  Paul recognized the sounds as being of lust and not pain.  Puzzled, he gently tried the door.  It was not locked, as none of the chamber doors had any, and he peered inside.  What he saw made his heart race with excitement and his crotch pulse with need.

Paul quickly stepped through the door into the dim, candle-lit chamber and silently closed the door behind him.  Sister Hildegard was on her bunk, humping wildly at the candle that her fist was driving rapidly in and out of her gaping vagina with thick, slurping noises.  The thick forest of gray pubic hairs, as gray as the hair atop her head, was glistening with vaginal dew.  Her moans of release filled the chamber and covered the sounds of Paul unfastening his trousers.  He pulled his hardening cock out and fisted it, stroking in time with the movements of the phallus-candle.  He knew, however, that this was not going to satisfy the growing lustful needs within him.  They had been ignited and had to be quenched by physical contact.

Paul stepped out of the shadows and approached the writhing elderly nun with his hardened manhood in his grip.  The sloshing of the candle within her pussy folds came to an abrupt halt as Hildegard became aware of the teen's presence.

"Young man!" she gasped at his sudden appearance.  "What are you doing within my chambers?"  Her gaze went to the hard cock aimed at her face.  The fire in her lions flared at the sight of young, powerful boy-flesh just inches away.  Before Paul could respond, she reached for his hip with an unsteady hand and pulled the teen closer.  With him standing above her at the head of the bunk, the purple crown of his cock was a mere few inches from her salivating mouth.  That distance vanished as she leaned over and engulfed his offering.

"Ooohh, yes!" Paul gasped in delight at the elderly nun's sudden oral attack.  She had gobbled nearly half of his five inch cock in that single move, and after only a couple more gulps, she had her nose buried in his sparce blonde pubic hairs.  Mother-Superior Hildegard was an expert at many things in the Church, and cock sucking was one of them.  In no time she was slurping and sucking at his manhood with abondon.  Her tongue flitted all across and around his shaft and cockhead, coating him in her saliva.  Her cheeks puffed in and out as she sucked him deep into her mouth, then released him to savor his spongey knob.

Paul could feel the cum boiling in his balls, building up to a powerful explosion, and Sister Hildegard could sense his impending release.  Instead of awaiting the mouthful of hot boy-cum she craved deep in her belly, she reluctantly released the cock from her oral grip.  Paul sighed in disappointment, the need to cum almost out of his control.  A single, thick drop of cum dribbled from his piss-slit.  A quick lick and Hildegard had captured it in her tongue, as a taste of things to come.

"Get undressed, young man," she commanded, and Paul with quick to obey the Mother-Superior.  She reminded him of his maternal grand-mother, who had been so strict, and yet very loving, with him as an early teen-ager, after his mom had died and before he decided that the Church was the course he wanted to follow in his life.  He had slept with his grand-mother in her large bed, and after a while, with his body in the grips of puberty, she had begun to teach him to be a man, and to make love.  His grand-mother had been his first, and would always be Paul's favorite.  The experiences he had had with her, and a few of her friends, had made him desirous of all women over fifty.

Mother-Superior Hildegard toyed with her gaping, dripping pussy folds, so casually displayed for the teen's gaze as he finished undressing.  His cock pulsed and bobbed before her own gaze.  He reached down and began to stroke his cock, as his grand-mother had taught him to.  The two silently masterbated for each other until Sister Hildegard moved in to once again take his cock between her lips.  This time, Paul reached down and cupped her heavily sagging, blue-veined breasts.  They were heavy in his hands, and the thick nipples rested in his palms like marbles.  He began to squeeze and pull at her udders, making her moan around his cock, which was buried to the hilt in her throat.

Hildegard once again released his flavorful cock and began to lick and suck at his ball sack.  She tongued his puckered little asshole a moment later and Paul moaned at the new delights the elderly nun was initiating him with.  Without a second thought, Paul suddenly pushed Hildegard back away from his crotch and onto her back on the bunk.  Hildegard could see the wild lust in the teen's eyes and knew he was now the master.  She quickly rolled up onto her hands and knees to present her gaping crotch for his attack.

Paul moved onto the bunk behind her and grabbed hold of her round, wrinkled ass cheeks.  He aimed his cock at the gaping slot of her pussy and thrust through the damp folds deep into the nun's very moist core.  Juices of lust gushed from her hole as he plunged into her and leaked down her thighs and coated his balls.

"Uuunnggh!" she grunted.  "Slowly, young man, slowly."  Paul had taked her hips in his strong grip and had began to pound his cock into her.  "Slow down and make it last, Paul.  Fuck me, but fuck me with ravenous lust, not out-of-control abandon."  Even while being fcuked, Sister Hildegard could be an instructor.  "Ooohh, that's it, Paul," she moaned as his control returned, "slow, deep, and with desire.  Reach down and feel every fold within my body with your strong cock.  Push deep and feel my cervix kiss the tip of your cockhead, Oooohhhh!"

The wooden bunk squeaked under Paul's deep thrusting assault on Hildegard's vagina.  Within minutes his powerful strokes set off the nun's orgasm, announced with a gutteral moan and gush of fresh cunt cream from her hole.  She fucked back onto his pistoning shaft as hard and as fast as he delivered into her, making her flabby tits slap from her belly to her chin.  She rode the waves of orgasm for as long as she could, savoring the tremors of pleasure that the boy's cock had delivered onto her.

As the rush finally released her, Sister Hildegard pulled off of Paul's wonderful cock and turned around.  Confused, Paul fell back onto his haunches as she advanced on him.  She smiled lustfully as she took control of the situation.  She straddled his hips and dropped her hungry old pussy back down his virile young cock.  Hildegard began to ride Paul's cock hard, deep, and fast.

Paul held the nun's soft ass globes in his grip as she bounced roughly in his lap.  She came completely up and off of his cock before dropping savagely back into his lap.  Her pussy ripped open to gulp his cock back into its depths with liquid sloshes.  The sounds of sweaty skin smacking together echoed in the nun's chambers, as did their compined grunts and groans of lust.  Hildegard once again began to quake as another series of orgasms thrilled her.

Sister Hildergard once again came to her senses long enough to change things for Paul.  She wanted to teach him that he could come to her, at any time, for anything, especially for sexual release.  Many times Paul had come close to ejaculating, but each time she seemed to know and stopped just short.  His balls ached for release.  The cum boiled within his body and the need to fill the elderly nun with his load was overwhelming for Paul.  He'd never gone so long without cumming at least once.  She was a master of prolonging his lustful agony, as Paul had found out.

"Sodomize me, Paul," Hildegard said as she once again slipped off of his cock just as he felt the cum boiling again.  She went to her hands and knees before him again, and presented her gaping crotch.  He was taken aback that a nun, even one as horny as Sister Hildegard, could ask to be violated in such a manner.  It was the ultimate in fleshly sins, as far as Paul knew.  Even as these thoughts went through his mind, he moved to once again kneel behind Sister Hildegard's ample ass.

With her face buried in her pillow, Sister Hildegard reached back and pulled her fleshy globes apart to reveal her well-travelled asshole.  Paul gazed into her winking brown-eye and with his cock fisted, he aimed the head at its dark center.  When he touched the tip to her anus, she pushed suddenly back with her hips. 

"Uuunngg!" Hildegard grunted.  With that initial penetration, Paul found nearly half his cock buried in her warm bowels.  He grabbed hold of her hips and pulled them further back, and thrust his cock fully into her ass.

"Aaagghh, Paauuul!  It huuurtsss!  Oh, it huuurtss!" she cried.  Her asshole spasmed and clentched at the root of his cock.  He feared her ass-ring would clamp down and hold him so tight that they would be found out in the morning, still locked together.  He pushed at her hips, pulling his greasy cock from her guts until only the head remained inside the warmth, and then he savagely began to fuck her.

"Ooohhh, yeeesss!  Fuck me!  Sodomize my sinning ass, Paul!  Fuck the shit out of meeeee!"  Hildegard knew she would have to teach the boy control and pacing, but that night she allowed Paul to plow her with youthful gusto.  She cried out in agonizing bliss as a powerful orgasm blasted through her soul.  The pistoning cock in her ass was hard, hot, and ready for release.  She wanted his hot cum up her asshole, if only to satisfy her sinful soul.  But Paul had other thoughts.

After five agonizing ass-fucking minutes, Paul ripped his cock brutally from her guts.  Her mouth gaped widely as she groaned at the suddenness of his vacating her, and before she could resist, Paul stuffed his greasy cock into her mouth.  She gulped and gagged at the flavors his cock brought to her tongue.  She licked and swallowed the tangy juices that her ass had left on his cock and awaited the impending gush she knew was coming.  His cock began to pulse on her tongue and a moment later blasted a hot, thick wad into the back of her throat. 

"Aaaahhh, I'mmm cuummmiiinggg!" Paul cried out with the almost painful climax.  His cock spurted time and again into her mouth and Sister Hildegard swallowed his load as fast as she could.  The hot semen warmed her belly and although his volume was large, she handled it all and didn't loose a single drop of his sacred seed.  The cum flood had finally satisfied her hunger, for the night at least.

Paul finally stepped away from the rumpled, gasping nun as his cock fell flacid from her lips.  She settled onto her bunk and smiled up at him comfortably. 

"I'm sorry, uh, I'm..." Paul struggled with words as he suddenly felt shameful at what he'd done to her.  He quickly began to dress.

"It's all right, Paul," she reassured and sat up.  "You are a young man with much need.  You will learn in time how to control your lusts, your desires, as well as accept your sins of fleshly hunger.  If you would like, I would be very pleased to continue to help you learn."

"That would be nice, Ma'am," he replied.

"Return to me here, after the morning meal and chores, and we will discuss what happened here tonight.  But you must not tell any other student of this, young man.  They may not understand, or accept, what I want to teach you."

"Yes, Ma'am."  Paul started to leave, but she quickly stood and took his hand.  He accepted her deep kiss, as well as her tangy tongue, before stepping through the door.  The tower bells were ringing two o'clock.